Gentle gray wisps.



When I began my walk today, the morning was bright,
the sun so brilliant my eyes ached.
No more than a few hundred yards along, fog wafted in like
a worn gray picnic blanket settling on the emerald grass.
The fading dogwood blossoms glowed

It lasted only a few minutes, but long enough to gentle my roiling mind.
I continued walking, lightened,
as the fog lifted and sunlight returned.


12 thoughts on “Gentle gray wisps.

  1. Beautiful word pictures with photos to match. Glad you found a peaceful moment and time to share it with us. cj


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