Tug, tanker vanish.
Foghorn blasts, moving through mist,
Announce their progress.
Thick fog bank opens.
Tower stands atop far hill
Like ancient castle.
Ducks come for breakfast —
Gadwalls, mallards, buffleheads —
At piling cafe.
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