Wendy loves fog. This summer she has been very happy. Almost every morning we awaken to see fog. When we look out the windows we see only a white mass. We can see neither trees nor water. But sometime during the morning, when the sun gets higher in the sky, the fog lifts and we get to see the ocean and the grass. I can see why Wendy likes the fog because it is a bit mysterious. You don't really know what is on the other side.
Many years ago, a friend from work and her family stayed in our house. We were not there. During their whole visit, they never could see the sea. They could hear the waves but they could not see the waves because they were fog bound. In town, there was no fog and when driving around the province there was no fog but at Western Hear the fog stayed thick all day and all night for the full four days of they visit.
This summer we have had a lot more fog than usual. When we drive from town and make the last turn down the hill and see the ocean, we always speculate as to whether or not we will see fog. This summer we have seen a lot of it. But we just laugh and know that we will have a temperature of 70 degrees along with the fog. We are not dealing with 100. And we are happy along with Wendy. Fog is no problem for us.
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