“Another crappy day in Paradise,” as one wit has been heard to say on a gray, chilly, wet morning here.
Published by Jnana Hodson
In downsizing to a remote fishing village in Downeast Maine, this eclectic writer feels everything's coming together.
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2 thoughts on “When the fog rolls in”
It’s lovely…my favourite kind of day.
I have this sound machine that’s an alarm, and I set my alarm for the foghorn…