Foggy

Jan. 10th, 2003 09:03 pm
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At dusk, the rain which had fallen all day failed with the light, and the forest was wrapped in fog. I walked up a street which was transformed to shadows falling on frosted glass. My house vanished behind me, and I stood in gathering dark to listen to the pines shed drops of water onto the ground. I thought I heard birds calling somewhere in the grey where once was sky, but all above the treetops was lost in fog.

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