Sunday Sunrise by Susan Cowger 3 Comments Fog. It is cursed for hiding things. Blessed for taking off the edges. And beauty stands guard over it all. .
Craig and Bethany says October 19, 2009 at 5:07 am Like white noise it insulates us. Slows time. The gift of slowness. Reply
Rose Emily says
Beautiful…
Susan Cowger says
YES!
Craig and Bethany says
Like white noise it insulates us. Slows time. The gift of slowness.