Little Cat Feet

The back yard was slightly eerie, yet intimate this morning. The fog had not yet fully lifted when we took our morning inspection tour–a favorite poem wafted through my mind.

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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