November 4, 2011 on Fog and Clouds

There really isn't much left unsaid or unwritten about clouds and fog, especially here in the San Francisco Bay area. This morning, The Sleeping Maiden had covered her entire profile with the stuff. Then she turned over, sending her weightless blankets to the ground, to doze in the rays of the early morning sun. This morning, I awoke much earlier than usual, tossing aside my own downy comforter, poking the embers of creativity and warming my pen once again.  The mountain continued her slumber.