the view from my window this morning-- thick mist shrouding the world outside. I wouldn't have been surprised to see the ghosts of Jurassic creatures slinking through the trees. :)
it's a little clearer out there now, but pale, soft days like this always make me think of the cemetery, of cool grey stone and gates of iron, winged cherubs standing constant guard. and just beyond, the smell of the sea and the piercing cry of gulls as they circle overhead. a place to think, explore and remember.
maybe that's where I'll take my walk today.
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