Fog Blankets Island as Weather Turns
Hard to see fellow walkers on Lucy Vincent Beach.
Maria Thibodeau
Fog in Menemsha brings out photographers.
Albert O. Fischer
Shenandoah appears out of fog like ghost ship.
Larry Glick
Cedar shrouded in Katama.
Ray Ewing
Fishermen line Oak Bluffs Fish Pier as ferry approaches.
Albert O. Fischer
Docking.
Albert O. Fischer
Sunflowers add touch of color on gray day.
Larry Glick
Casting lines off Big Bridge jetty.
Ray Ewing
Capturing fog off Menemsha Beach.
Larry Glick
Great Rock Bight.
Ray Ewing
Fog lifts at Menemsha Texaco.
Larry Glick
Dense fog blankets fields and shorelines every morning and late evening, softening edges in the natural world and captivating photographers with its ethereal beauty. Like something straight out of Harry Potter, it is an invisibility cloak for derby fishermen.
On the north shore, the foghorns send out their mournful notes, warning mariners.
Islanders keep their eyes on the journey of Lee up the east coast.
Until then, let the foghorns blow.
