A cozy, wonderful, heavy fog rolled in last night, and blanketed the City. The fog makes every morning commute unique, as the fog begins to slowly roll back out to sea for the day.
This morning, as I arrived in my office, the fog had rolled back off the Financial District, but was still clinging to the water near the Bay Bridge. Just minutes after this photo was taken, the fog actually re-advanced and totally encompassed the bridge. Minutes later, the fog had rolled back completely. And of course, by the time the evening commute arrived, fingers of fog were already appearing over the SF hills. Now at 9pm, the City is once-again covered.
We will do this slow dance on most days all summer long. Truly magical.