I'm squeezing a couple of photos I took yesterday into the Granville Island series.
We've had unusual, for us, periods of heavy fog for a week or more. It rolls in and rolls out (or whatever it does when it leaves) and yesterday it was as thick as a wool blanket by sundown.
The Burrard St. bridge, seen here, spans the entrance to False Creek just north of Granville Island.
There you have it, hot off the presses and straight out of my camera.
P.S. In a, no doubt, futile attempt at keeping Virginia, my producer/manager, happy I'm going to try posting the blog earlier, i.e., in the middle of the night. Apparently my former schedule did not suit her lifestyle.
If this schedule is better feel free to let me know. If it's worse feel free to let Virginia know.