The fog is a presence where I live, a friend, a reminder of change, but this has been a most unusual year, and the fog has been rare in appearance. This morning, though, a shift. I woke to lie on the deck outside, and watch some clouds, and then, the fog blew in, and then, it blew out, so now blue skies, its brief visit appreciated.
You might enjoy this ode to Bay Area fog courtesy of Alan at n6vfp: