Monday, November 15, 2010

Morning Mist


I saw old Autumn in the misty morn
Stand shadowless like silence, listening
To silence, for no lonely bird would sing
Into his hollow ear from woods forlorn,
Nor lowly hedge nor solitary thorn;—
Shaking his languid locks all dewy bright
With tangled gossamer that fell by night,
Pearling his coronet of golden corn.

~Thomas Hood : Autumn (1798-1845)

12 comments:

Janet said...

Gosh ! thats beautiful- I can almost feel like i`m there-seeing and feeling it !

Kay said...

Nice photo.

George said...

I really like this picture. It fits perfectly with the poem.

Sharon said...

WELL, now Mr Hood may have had a passion for morning mist, but we around her call it that bleep fog. Hard to write something romantic sounding with that though....

Mama-Bug said...

I adore misty, foggy mornings. Some of my favorite photos have been taken on a foggy morning.

COUNTRY GAL said...

We had a heavy fog warning just the other morning ! Great photo ! I love our valley when there's a light mist just hanging there it makes it look mystical ! Have a great day !

Patsy said...

Makes me feel sad for the lost summer.

Betsy from Tennessee said...

HI Jo, Don't know if it is mist or fog (I've always called it fog) ---but we have had it for the past 2 days up here. We finally have been getting some much-needed rain... Yeah Rah!!!!

Hugs
Betsy

Ian said...

Splendid

Barbara Anne said...

How tranquil, as if all is at rest.

Hugs!

Denise said...

What a lovely poem and photo. I absolutely love misty mornings. I love to feel the cool moisture on my face as I walk along a country lane just after day breaks. The last time I did that was far too long ago. Thanks for stopping by. You know I had never heard of an Indian Runner duck before. I did a google and what adorable ducks they are. Thanks Jo.

Marydon said...

G'day Jo ~ What a gorgeous poem & excellent photo captured. I love days like this ...

Have a beautiful & blessed Thanksgiving holiday.
TTFN ~ Hugs, Marydon