foggy

The day dawned foggy, but the low blanket of mist that hugged the land the day before had lifted.

An hour? — before jolting awake at 4 a.m. in a foggy panic.

On a grey, foggy morning, as a group of mourners have gathered on an Appalachian mountaintop, a woman played by folksinger Hazel Dickens begins to sing.

In a text message early that morning, Kawahara told Burns he had awakened to a foggy morning, and he was watching a group of murres, black and white sea birds, fishing near him.

Here along the foggy bluffs of the Sonoma coast, the edge of the continent feels more like the edge of the world — a window into the future if California does not change course.