Golden Gardens, Summer Fog

End of August. Summertime had finally made an appearance in Seattle when somehow arrived the foggiest morning I could remember. Renting a camera and lenses from Glazer’s for a wedding shoot, and with the weekend to play around with them, I found myself following the fog. Down to Golden Gardens where it was thickest, rolling slowly off of Puget Sound like an immense cottony tide. Being a Sunday, the parking lot was already full by mid-morning, Seattleites grasping hopefully at any summer they might be granted. At least it wasn’t raining, they told themselves. The fog enveloped the volleyball courts and the picnic shelters, just one more guest at the beach, along with all the others.

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