It’s nice to have chairs available to watch the water, though it’s hard to see much in the morning fog.
I have photos on display for the month of September at Frameworks framing shop and gallery in Undertown on Taylor street. In celebration of the 40th annual Port Townsend Wooden Boat festival, all the photos are boats.
It’s not uncommon to find mist around the water in the early morning.
I drove towards the beach, and saw the reeds reflected in the water of the pond in Chinese Gardens. The geometric shapes formed by the reeds and their reflections made me think of writing. The heavy fog obscured the distance. Unfortunately, this shot required fighting through a patch of blackberries, which extracted their payment for passage in bandaid plastered hands.
After boats are hauled out of the water for dry dock work, they get pressure washed to remove, sea, salt and barnacles.
The marina had been cloaked in heavy fog for most of the morning. It’s just lifting here.
My first view of Port Townsend was from the ferry. That was 25 years ago. That was a sunset view while this is sunrise, but the magic is still there for me.
Early morning and the fog begins to lift off Port Townsend Bay revealing the Keystone/Port Townsend ferry.