I have walked through the fog

The mystery of city

“The Fog” and “The Mist”

Be there monsters there?

There’s a fog south of here

The chaos of fear and uncertainty

The gas of tears

Mystery but also comfort

Like a warm blanket around me

The distance is closer

I can look inward

And be in the present

 

 

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Only the 2 of us, isolated,



Jog in the Fog


The gathering



The Philosophers Walk

The tower

ruins of summer

Lady on the mountain

Shadows in the park

ripples

Leaves

Lady and her dog

Craigleigh Gardens

My serious side

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