Summer holds its breath
in the clouds of this sullen sky
this damp fractiousness
the blooming and the fruiting
quiet beauty unseen
behind veils of rain.
Summer holds its breath
in the clouds of this sullen sky
this damp fractiousness
the blooming and the fruiting
quiet beauty unseen
behind veils of rain.
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Love “damp fractiousness” 🙂
It’s crabby sort of weather 🙂
Here, too. It’s supposed to be hot and humid today. Then from Thursday through Sunday or Monday we’re supposed to have thunderstorms every day.
Same sort of thing here too. Stormy weather tomorrow through until mid-week.
Forgot to tag you again. Happy full moon. https://katmyrman.com/2018/05/29/42-day-29/
I had a good long look at that moon…until 4.30 this morning when she was hidden behind rain clouds.
Our skies were cloudy all night, but I knew she was there, making the clouds glow pink in the dampness.
I’d have preferred to be able to sleep all the same.