when the sea fog rolls in

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There are few things in the world as eerie as the coast of Sussex when the fog rolls in. Like walking inside of a cloud, simultaneously wet, gray. Dickensian even, depending on where you live. Shimmering, murky shapes emerging out of the mist as you get close, not with a fair amount of warning, just enough to keep you on your toes, ever cautious, ever nervous.

I took my camera out on this day last week because after waking up to another foggy dawn emerging, I decided I wanted to get some shots on my walk to the station. The old village section of Shoreham can be particularly creepy, as you can imagine. I was running for my train by the end-but the fog is just so otherwordly, I wanted to try to catch it.

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