As I traveled the backroads, it was a foggy morning, pea-soup-type fog.  But I could see from the road’s high points, the light of the coming sun breaking through.  I decided to alter my course a bit.  

I arrived at the western shore of Sebago Lake to see the fog bank only affecting the lake’s far side, and the sun’s light appearing above the fog bank.  

As I took a few shots, a duck flew in for a conversation. It swam around nearby, quaking away as if it were telling me a story. This photo is one of a few I took with the duck, the fog bank, and the light of the new day, and it is my favorite. I hope you enjoy it. 

Sebago Lake, Maine