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Saturday, October 24, 2009

Morning Comes to Spook Hill

Even at 7:00 this morning, the sun had yet to rise. As I looked out the window across the road I could see the morning fog over Spook Hill. It is a cold and rainy day, one for sitting by the fire, listening to music, savoring a cup of coffee.

I am not sure what the hill across the street is actually called, but if you follow the road by the hill there is a house with a sign in the yard saying 'Welcome to Spook Hill'. We liked the name, and now that's what we call this view. As the day progresses we watch the fog swirl down the hill and then fade as the day brightens. The wild flowers of summer have now given way to browns, blacks and dark greens. Soon, the hill will be white.

1 comment:

~ RM said...

What a cozy morning... I can't wait to try a new coffee with you soon! Hubs and I are getting excited to go out for a visit- you just tell us the date!