The Magic of Fog

I got up much earlier than normal this morning to go to an FAA safety briefing.  I am not fond of getting up early, but sometimes I make the supreme sacrifice, and this morning I was rewarded.  I was amazed when I got down to the harbor to see a fast moving layer of fog being blown across the water.  It was beautiful to see how it moved among the trees making them disappear, and then reappear.  It was both mystical and magical.