June Gloom hugs our cliff on these early summer mornings. I’m getting a new AM groove. Let the animals out, read the Guy’s late night note, make coffee, clean litter tray, wash or put away dishes, then out the door at 8. The quiet nudges me to move gently and deliberately; even the mockingbird is silenced by the fog.
little fog feet
Posted by suchwildlove on June 9, 2014