Went walking this afternoon around the seashore and everything was in fog. I thought the sun might burn it off by afternoon but there was no sign of it, not even a glimmer. Everything was just gone in a soft grey, dreamy blanket. Tankers at anchor loomed and disappeared and even the foghorn became muffled. It was business as usual at the seashore and there were cormorants, wigeons, loons, goldeneyes, mallards and oystercatchers going about their feathery ways. Autumn leaves are still clinging and the colours make muted slips against the dark cedars.