The fog creeps in on little cat feet.It sits on silent haunches,
Looking over harbor and city,
And then moves on.
-Carl Sandburg
We had drizzle all day, followed by a thick fog. Of course, I thought of that poem, and of the romantic fog settling over the moor. But, it's just my street, and I'm glad to be inside tonight.
I love this poem! I went through a huge cat phase growing up. Shoot, who am I kidding? I'm still in that phase. Awesome photo to pair with this.
ReplyDeleteeerie but beautiful
ReplyDeleteFog just creeps me out, I don't know why it just seems so spooky. You captured it really well in this photo.
ReplyDeleteThis is such a neat picture. I think fog is pretty cool but I hate driving in it. Especially when you can not see anything infront of your car.
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