Foggy days can be very irritating when they interrupt one's plans. But all my plans were indoor ones today, except for going to the post office and returning a library book. I've found the gray indistinctness serene and very lovely today. It began much as it is now, not very different from the photo above. When I went out at midmorning it was not raining but the air was so wet I became wet between house and car. Later in the day it rained, once lightly, seemed to rest a bit, and then rained quite hard for a while. Now we're back where we began. The whole day was quiet. I had writing time and quilting time and emailing time and reading time. It's 7:30 and not dark yet, just a blue-gray-violet kind of sky and a grayed-greenness in the trees. The day is drifting into the kind of evening when a lazy hot bath leads to reading, possibly in bed. The week gets busier tomorrow; that's okay. Today the gray had a feeling of gentleness that was very satisfying. The truth is I really like weather.
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June -- your description of the day matches your image. The day you describe -- feels like being wrapped in Mather Nature's arms. Nice photo! -- barbara
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