We're back to chilly rain. Bah humbug!!!!!
Fog
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then, moves on.
Carl Sandberg
1878 - 1967
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Just a place for quotes or poems I like, thoughts on days or times, comments on what I'm doing and a place to share my love of cross stitch and what I create.
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