Out of the Mists of Time

What a difference a day makes.
This morning at 9.0am the Firth was shrouded in mist or low cloud. The anchored yacht seemed quite eerie sitting there on the edge of the mist. Hope this bodes well for a good day, but I fear not as there has also been a constant drizzle of light rain all morning.
My blip of the day Out of the Mists of Time.