Sometimes, you can see it coming, but most of the time, it will be foggy when I wake up.

When I heard them, it was scary. I was not THAT worried, but when the shells floated by my boat, I was very worried.
We did not talk only gave each other a hand wave. They were on the other side of the river standing on a shoreline across from the boat ramp. It is 2 miles across the river.

I hope before I die or can't remember them, I can write about all of my adventures.

I like it when a prompt brings back an old memory.

Thank you for reading.