Fog on a Sunny Day

Weather in the mountains is ever changing. In the midst of a sunny day the fog rolled in, hiding the nearby peaks.

One of my favorite poems by Carl Sandburg:

Fog

The fog comes in on little cat feet.

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

2 thoughts on “Fog on a Sunny Day”

spanishwoods says:

August 11, 2018 at 4:54 am

Lovely.

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1. authorlaurablog says:
  
  August 11, 2018 at 6:22 am
  
  Thank you. 😊
  
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