The Mist Changes the Mood


Slowly in silence

In motion like a whisper –

The earth-kissing mist.


Last Friday on my evening walk, I didn’t know when I started out what beautiful views I would encounter, because it wasn’t until I reached the high point of the road that I could see signs of the approaching mist.

And I felt all excited at how the well-known views that I gaze upon so often would be magically transformed.  Some of them seem like watercolour paintings.  Some have a hint of spookiness with the addition of tiny plant silhouettes in the foreground.  And extra beauty shines through when the colours of the darkening sky join in with this mysterious dance of the mists.


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