Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Grey Monday


The fog comes
on little cat feet
Its sits looking
over the habor and city
on slient haunches
and then moves on.

Carl Sandburg

Even as a child, I loved foggy days.
Looking out into that grey misty world,
seeing the sharp edges of everyday things, softened & blur
that was (and still is) comforting and peaceful to me. 

Pictures taken September 17, 2012 - 7:20am
and by 8:30am the fog had moved on . . .

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