To my way of thinking and feeling, living on an Island is special.  To my way of thinking and feeling,  changing weather extremes are special  (assuming the extremes are not dangerous). So, I love it here — because Islands and weather changes go hand in hand.  Fog is often one of the conditions that sunny days change into in a 10 minute time frame — happens often here on our Lake Huron Bay.  All morning, I tried to capture the mood of the fog on this Island paradise, using my digital camera. Not sure I was successful, but I had fun.  Oh, I  can not show U but the freighters and the fog horns are sounding constantly — becoming a primary base for the mood — all day and all night.  – not like living by a light house as we once did — there they had a set pattern and a set sound — here it all depends if she (the freighter) is heading up or down (Up 2 the Soo Locks or Down from the Soo locks) or targeting the Straights of Mackinaw for Lake Michigan or South on Huron for Detroit and Lake Erie. Each with different sounds and different patterns  — but each freighter has a big fog horn!!!  U can tell when a small weekend boater does not clear the way fast enough — with the fog horn the freighter really gives them hell — some times so angry sounding that it makes me want to run for protection.  Sort of like a New York City cab driver threatening  to run U down and kill U. — with the universal finger sign in constant display!  Wonder if freighter captains display the sign??

U may want to hear what it sounded like all night — well not quite that loud — but as I said no two horns around here are the same sound — go to this link  then hit the back-arrow to returnhttp://www.sanpedro.com/sounds/foghorn.wav

No Grandpa entry on this day — So I went back to March 5, 1902  — “Snowed deepest snow ever seen, took grain and hay up home. Horses stalled at David Berkey’s — Mr S. Young helped me out.”  Guess Grandpa liked weather as much as I do.

Here are the photos I selected to convey the mood of a beautiful dewy foggy morning — all taken from the lawn of our Island home on this June 12, 2013.

T'is a mite foggy!

T’is a mite foggy!

Sails are stored and anchor is secure.

Sails are stored and anchor is secure.

Wet web in my garden

Wet web in my garden

Wet web along the walk-way

Wet web along the walk-way

Deer in the foggy fron lawn

Deer in the foggy fron lawn

The dock

The dock

Fog over canoe

Fog over canoe

Get that little boat out of my way!!!  NOW

Get that little boat out of my way!!! NOW