Mon AM Newburyport Waterfront
There's very light showers, almost individual drops with personalities of their own. This one for example loves to surf the furrows of my forehead as I approach another Monday. If only I could be so free.
No boats are moored in the river yet. The wilderness of water still remains untouched by mast or rigging. Only small ripples from the intermittent rain dot the surface with any movement. Everything else is silent in the shadow of clouds.
All except downriver where a glimmer of sunshine lights the water over Joppa Flats. I think it may be the summer making its approach. Or else the white light of next weekend is greeting the start of this lifeless work week.
THIS MEANS SOMETHING . . .
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It may be just a coincidence with Memorial Day coming up in the U.S., but
on my way to the gym very early this morning, I passed an old graveyard and
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2 comments:
What a wonderful image of individual raindrops!
Okay, now I can't get that Velvet Underground song out of my head.
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