FOGBOUND

COASTGUARD BUOY TENDER "BLUE HERON"

Friday, 9:00 AM.  64 degrees F at the ferry dock, 60 on the back porch.  Wind variable and calm.  The sky is cloudy and it looks like rain, which we had some of yesterday, the humidity still 88%.  The barometer is steady, now at 29.85".  The dew point is 60 degrees, so the grass is wet with dew.  The weather forecast is for temperatures in the 70's with mixed skies, and chances of thunderstorms on Monday and Tuesday.
   Yesterday was a rainy day that became quite foggy by late afternoon.  The Coast Guard buoy tender "Blue Heron, "  evidently paused in its work, was moored off the Bayfield harbor.  I couldn't find any suitable poems  on the internet, so made one up.

FOGBOUND

It's a perilous time
Out on the Big Lake
When the fog rolls in on a Nor'easter
When chart and compass are of little use
And even radar and GPS are lacking

It's a perilous time
When a life is fogbound,
Lost on the murky waters of the mind
Enveloped in doubt
Fearful of running upon the shoals

When fogbound,
A ship at sea, or a soul
Had best  drop anchor
Ring the bell and sound the foghorn
And pray, and wait for the fog to lift