Clear contrasts

The evening sky was clear and yet you can still see the low lying fog that's persisted all day. Where I am I heard the ferry's fog horn regularly all day, even though it has been clear up here. The fog horn is a plaintive sound: let me through. (Or am I being fanciful?)

My energy level continues to be low as I recover from the flu. Nevertheless I have managed to tidy up the house, get the laundry done, entertain the dog and feed us both. It is remarkable how much you can get done just by ignoring thoughts of tiredness and doing what comes up.