The Fog

Work deadlines are crashing over my still creatively bald head AND, later this afternoon, I'm due back at MGH for a zillion tests. BIG fun. 

In lieu of words, stories, ramblings or other general effluvia today – here – this morning's view.

You're welcome.

Fair is foul, and foul is fair, hover through fog and filthy air.
~ Shakespeare

It is as useless to fight against the interpretations of ignorance as to whip the fog.

~ George Eliot

Under the thinning fog the surf curled and creamed, almost without sound, like a thought trying to form inself on the edge of consciousness.

~ Raymond Chandler, The Big Sleep