I tried to take a photo of our world, but it just looks grey.
We get fog very, very rarely here. It’s not a common occurrence. Momma used to tell my brother and I, that fog was when a cloud got tired and sat down upon the earth to rest.
Although that isn’t the scientific fact, I like it much better.
A cloud resting.
There is a perfect stillness in the heart of a cloud.
Your friend,
Linda

