There is something to be said about early mornings, especially before it all begins. There is magic in the moment that teeters between the worlds of slumber and arousal. Excitement builds to watch the sun slowly rise over a city that is about to wake up and become alive.
The morning fog symbolizes these moments and, almost instantaneously, creates a sense of quiet meditation.
The fog is this silent, tranquil yet powerful force that rolls into San Francisco every morning. With its billowy body it brings inspiration, awe and wonder.