The Morning Fog

This morning my daughter had slept-in and missed her train, so I had to get up early and drive her into Greenock to catch the next train. As I drove into Greenock the weather conditions got worse, as a thick blanket of fog had enveloped the town.

Luckily I was working at home today, so before driving back I decided to stop at Custom House Quay to take a few shots in the freezing fog.

This song by Kate Bush came to mind:

The light
Begin to bleed,
Begin to breathe,
Begin to speak
D'you know what?
I love you better now.
I am falling
Like a stone,
Like a storm
Being born again
Into the sweet morning fog.