It's Day Five of Catalina Eddy and his welcome, unlike this fog, has worn thin.

I can usually tell when the horizon is off on my photos, but not this time. It's blur and brrrr and stare at it long enough and you get vertigo.

The brightest thing on the beach this morning was the splash of red on this pelican's throat.

He stayed for a minute and then, as the clouds to the south of shifted, thinned just the littlest bit, off he flew and with him, the only hint of morning color.