Haiku #18 Seasonal Silence

Living in a Cotswolds village with the River Thames passing through it makes us susceptible to foggy misty mornings at most times of the year. There’s something about mist that deadens sound and can make morning walks quite eerie, especially in Winter.

“Winter fog descends
Our village shrouded all day
Seasonal silence”

The Two Doctors

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  1. I love fog. Makes me think of ghosts. More of a Spring thing in New England.

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