July 10, 2010 shamslayer

I know that those of you who live where the sun shines continually and the sweat pours off your face are going to read this and think, “What’s with her, anyway?” But trust me ~ too much of anything gets to be tiresome. And I am tired of the continual fog around here! Some summers aren’t bad here on the Central Coast of California. We get a little sun and a little fog. But so far this summer we’ve had mostly fog. When you wake up to overcast skies everyday, it does get a little depressing.  My rose bushes aren’t looking too perky and the lemon tree my husband planted isn’t doing a thing. Not even the birds look very happy. lol

I found a poem that kinda sums it all up: FOG, by Carl Sandburg

The fog comes

on little cat feet.

It sits looking

over harbor and city

on silent haunches

and then, moves on.

Only, lately ~ the fog here doesn’t seem to be moving on!!

Entry Filed under: poetry,Uncategorized,writing

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  • 1. Hal C Clark  |  July 12, 2010 at 10:23 pm

    It gets sort of gloomy without the sun, but like God, it still there even when we can’t see it. The sun will return to your life.

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