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When I was a little girl, I was enchanted with a foggy morning.  Mist, with it's silvery, lavenderish cast, was more beautiful than the sunniest of June days. I would run to school imagining I was an angel running amongst the clouds, filled with energy as if the close air enveloped me with some new and everlasting oxygen. 

The fog still calls to me and I still go half expecting to find another world.

 

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Stage at the Harbourfront, shrouded by mist. Toronto

 

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Empire Sandy in the misty harbour. Toronto

 

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People walking at the misty harbour; sun attempting to burn through. Toronto

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Mist and sun. Harbourfront, Toronto.

I left the office after six today and walked straight down University, then Lower Simcoe to the Harbourfront to get home.  As soon as I get down to Queens Quay, the smell of the lake is pervasive.  Not surprising, mist was heavy and floating over the harbour and onto the land – really beautiful.