A foggy day on my own. Many visitors are on the point, couples, families with picnics and / or dogs. Lots of dogs here.
The breeze is light and the fog masks the working lobsterboats, all but the sound of their engines. Deep throated, chuffing diesels in the nursery of the fog, give rise to visions of dragons and krakens idling off the coast, just hoping an easy meal will set out from shore.
I still haven't seen the seal. I bet all the barking dogs can smell him. It's when they're all quiet that the visions in the fog become compelling. Best to follow the dogs' example, lest the boojum make known that you've seen it.
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