Today we woke to a gray blanket of fog which has mostly dissipated,
revealing an iron- gray sky.
The sun is nowhere to be seen. The mood is pure gloom.
Except out my kitchen window.
I’m grateful for those tenacious maple leaves.
3 thoughts on “Gloom, begone!”
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Tracy Abell 
Pull up a chair and stay close to that window!
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Great idea! It’d be like sitting next to a fireplace, gazing at the red leaves to warm my body and spirit.
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Sounds wonderful to me!
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