Yesterday we had the tail end of
some very nice rains, soaking the dry earth a bit, leaving everyone in
celebration. During the day the dry resumed, despite the reprieve, yet some
moisture lingered. Mixed up with the cool night, with September's propensity to
come up morning dew.
And so here we finally have our thick deep morning fog, swept about in waves
And so here we finally have our thick deep morning fog, swept about in waves
as if an ocean . Pressed down from the
range's summits, rolled down through
all ravines, farther still along the hills
of this conservation field, out through
the vast outwaters, on into the broad
Connecticut.
This morning, the sun rose
upon all things thick as soup and fogged
Swirling about the fall Aster, the mountain of a plant it is now, thirst quenched and petals wetted.
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