Peggy Sease says her recent photo of the Edmonds Marina reminds her of this poem:
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
— Carl Sandburg
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Very appropriate, Peggy. Thank you.
My husband and I repeat that poem frequently, since we have a big lug of a cat that does NOT come on “little at feet” but sounds more like a lumberjack. Beautiful picture, thank you.
Boats with tall masts. My favorite!
Calming and beautiful…both things, the poem and your stunning picture….
Lovely photo and fitting poem. Nicely done putting the two of them together. Thank you.
It is nice to see all of the different views of Edmonds. Being a late in the day photographer, my day had not fog but a colorful sunset without the Sun.