I’ve been doing my best to really contain my social media use. This means not just limiting when I post (that is: not on weekends, nor on weekdays before breakfast or after dinner — with, of course, occasional exceptions, because being too strict is its own problem) but also frequency and range of topics. These end-of-day and end-of-week posts I make occasionally are a subcategory that just arose naturally, as I found myself at the edge of land on a regular basis, at the midpoint of a walk, whether to the Pacific Ocean or the San Francisco Bay. To a degree, these will all the look the same, which can also be said of most days. But at the same time, they’re quite distinct, as here given the awesome intensity of the fog down at China Beach. I watched a half dozen crows fly overhead, chatting nosily, and I could tell their relative distance from me because the closest ones were nearly black, the ones a little further were gray, and the ones furthest away seemed almost white, so deep were they in the fog.
