Last night’s sky looked like this:
A waxing gibbous moon
peaking through cotton candy clouds.
This morning, thrown a curve ball, we were fogged in.
No children at the Jetties playground.
Rosa Rugosa in bloom, smells so sweet.
I can’t give you scent on my blog
but I did try for sound:
sparrows, waves, foghorn…
sadly, my computer’s mike isn’t strong enough.
A bit of a wind.
waiting for the tourists.
Seagulls wait too.