Morning Moment.
In the early morning air, when the dew is still fresh from the fog, I sense the silence of the Earth. Each tree is a dark silhouette among a misty haze. In the spring and summer I would be able …
In the early morning air, when the dew is still fresh from the fog, I sense the silence of the Earth. Each tree is a dark silhouette among a misty haze. In the spring and summer I would be able …