Thursday, January 27, 2011

On silent haunches

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

         Carl Sandburg

While the East Coast is digging out from underneath a record-breaking blanket of snow, in our little corner of the Northwest we've been dealing with filtered sunshine, persistent fog, at least for now. The cul-de-sac evergreen matrons have even taken on an eerie chic. 

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