September 15, 2019
The fog is a physical thing this close to the water’s edge. And once again I forget that the lighthouse being so close to the water Is much cooler then the main building that has the retreat events. So in my fine sweater that I so badly wanted to show off, I am overheated at breakfast, almost beyond redemption. But as the day progresses, the fog is burned away leaving a gloriously sunny and warm September day in May. I cannot believe, do not want to believe, that this is the last time we will, or I will be here.