Sunday, August 24, 2008

Bog Hollow Fog


The fog began at Bog Hollow.
Because it hadn't been there a few moments before,
I figured it would soon lift,
but it stayed as long as I remained.

I followed the road up into the hill.
The shorter way is through the wallow where the cows have made a trail,
but I'd done that once.
I knew where I wanted to go.

I had planned for this,
familiarized myself with this tangle of wild pastures, the cow trails,
so I could be east of the farmstead when the sun came over the mountain.
I had planned on sun.


bean said...

fantastic post. already addicted to your blog.

Dick said...

The picture is great the fog gives it so much more.

Ted Roth said...

Bean and Dick, thanks for visiting and encouraging my bad habits.