01 November 2006
Autumn
It rained last night. This morning a grey mist settled over the tops of the evergreens, softening them into a new autumn beauty and deepening their contrast with the flaming reds and burnished golds of their neighbors. On campus I walk through the mist as in another world, a faerie world where hope lies hidden, waiting, just beyond the edge of sight.
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I love your description.
Hope lives in the foggy mist that lifts up off the river where I live. You can see it in the autumn morning sunrise that is veiled by the mists.
Beautiful writing Inscapes..... Enjoy your day.....
I wish i could meet you while walking up the hill from chapel or through the halls after class. Ah, well, those days are gone. Happy writing!
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