Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Rooftops #5 - Fog


When we first looked out this morning, the sun was shining and the sky was a pretty blue. The thirty minutes later, this fog. I was reminded of Carl Sandburg's poem.

FOG

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.



More rooftops!

3 comments:

Geraldine said...

Oh, I love that poem. Great photo to accompany. Glad you found your way to OSI! :<)

b.c. said...

love that poem, and your foggy morning picture suits it, :)

PS : De-abbreviate as you like ;) said...

i loved ds !! both the pic and the words :)