A night of restlessness.
Stormy, swirling skies, lightening bolts all around.
The morning mists, quietly gather and gently wrap the rain-soaked earth.
In the morning, skies so gray,
Before the sun lights up the day,
I chanced upon a morning mist
That left the leaves and grasstips kissed
With the aqua of the dew,
It left a feeling with me, too
Something old and something new;
Something that comes with the mist again,
Never what, but always when.
The morning after a rain it always looks so wonderfully fresh out there. We had our torrential rain a few days ago. Lovely post as always Jo.
Here, too. Spring has sprung.
The night was just the same here last night, windy, terential rains,thunder lightning and looked like it was going to break into a tornato , spent most of the night awake ! Lovely photo and post . Have a good day !
beautiful poem and photo, and i love the bike on the side bar with the flowers on the back of it
It was scary here last night but sunshine today.
Lovely poetry! Yours? Ethereal photos!
Such beautiful pictures. I LOVE your new header.
Once again, the perfect photo and verse! I really love mornings like this, because there's just something about the feeling in the air...
I hope you didn't have any damage from the storms and that your morning was as pretty as the poem.
I always love it outside after a storm. Everything is so clean and refreshed. Have a wonderful Easter!
We could sure use some of your moisture...we're really hurting for rain. My brother in law dug down 5 feet while burying our old barn foundation and as the old timers around here say...'it's drier than a popcorn fart!' This has been the driest and coolest spring I've seen. I hope the rest of this week is nice and sunny for you.
Lovely picture and poem! Hope all is again serene in your beautiful part of the world (and my home state!!).
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