rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
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flying_blind

First Fog

In lieu of dawn, this morning, there was fog. It was thin, ground-hugging fog, so that the line of trees a quarter mile south were merely vague shadows, blending in to the denser fog bank beyond them. But above, where a few wisps floated in the paling blue sky, the moon glowed clear, and, above the eastern horizon, the morning star glinted. I saw a flock of swans flying over the nearly bare oaks, and heard their calls even after they had vanished. Moisture dripped from the trees and fell onto beds of brown leaves. The first fog of autumn! I can barely wait for the thicker fogs to come. How I love to walk through them!
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