This morning I awoke to the embrace of a cloud.
The main valley below was lost in white,
while the distances in our upper valley were shallow.
One lonely Mule Deer walked the front path.
Quiet reigned on the pond but for the jumping of a fish
and the spillway dancing with falling water.
The sun then came up over the back hills,
Casting pinks and oranges and lavenders into the cool white mist.
Right now, the work on the new house consumes me. I will get back to blogging soon. Peace.