Sunday, August 12, 2012

A Rainy Day in Maine

If you have hiking boots, a rain jacket  with a hood, deep pockets to hold a bar and gorp, and a love of Maine on a misty day --

If you name the day ethereal when a fog hides a sail or a mountain --

If you love raindrops caught on the petals of a flower or on a leaf--

If you don't care if your shorts get damp because they'll dry quickly and stopping to stare at a purple flower is more important--

Today a mist or sometimes a drizzle, but not a drenching rain began early and continued all day.

Seeing a fir tree enveloped within a cloak of fog or losing the crisp outline of rocks or watching the fog descend and then ascend makes me aware of the fickleness of days.


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