Fog Fades, by Win-Mon Kyi
Sutro is a place of exploration and reflection. Every time I go there, it looks entirely different and I'm reminded of impermanence. One thing that remains a part of the landscape and mental picture of Sutro is the oceans waters behind the concrete beams. Even so, when I went the fog was so thick; like a white curtain, a blank wall of nothingness. While adventuring around, as the sun began to brighten, the fog slowly unveiled the rocks and the ocean's waves.
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