During a sunrise walk by the ocean, fog poured onto land as the sun rose bright and hot above it.

The ocean near vanished for a time.

As fog and sun continued to dance, a fabulous thing appeared, which turns out to be called a fog rainbow, fog bow, white rainbow, or (best for last) ghost rainbow.

It persisted for half an hour, still dominating the view when I was a mile from shore.

To add to the spooky magic of the morning, local spiders had been quite busy.

My walk was eerie, but never threatening, as I was home before the Maskless Hordes arrived at the beach for the day.