As day breaks, morning fog collects on the bottom of an old rickety dock at Blind Brook in Rye, New York My rowboat Coco and I ventured at dawn into the nooks and crannies. It was early autumn as reflectedi n the vibrant colors of seagrass in gold and light pink. Blind Brook is a tidal waterway emanating from Long Island Sound. Fog lifts gently from the surface of the water and land as day breaks.