Back in bed I think, “I should go get some pictures”. I awake again at about 4. “I really should take some pictures,” that damn voice says. Finally, at about 4:30 I give in, find my shoes and my camera and head out.
I’m amazed at how much light my camera can find in this eerie darkness.
Finally, after close to a hundred clicks, I’ve had enough. Back in the coach, back in bed, I’m instantly sound asleep.
Thanks for coming over, even in this fog.
“At night the fog was thick and full of light, and sometimes voices.” -Erin Bowe