Sunday, August 30, 2009

misty morning

It's very quiet here today. Mist is drifting in veils through the trees in the ravine. Everything smells of the sea. At some point the sun will burn through, the birds will shake themselves awake, and the neighbours will start hammering and mowing, but right now, this is like a morning from Long Ago. Lovely.

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