Sunday afternoon
when the fog
rolled in;
the wind
was wet
and cool
upon
my
skin.
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Lois Nancy
This artwork is my mother's. It touches my heart. (So gentle.) A thoughtful depiction of something sweet, tiny, and cute. 'Wa...
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This artwork is my mother's. It touches my heart. (So gentle.) A thoughtful depiction of something sweet, tiny, and cute. 'Wa... -
He broke his stride for me He threw me a rope I threw a rock at his head He was generous It was his nature I pushe...
Fog in the mountains - peaceful and mysterious.
ReplyDeleteI love looking at fog - especially when it's drifting across mountaintops, but it scares the heck out of me when I'm driving!
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