It is rainy, foggy, and gray this morning.
I am sitting in my studio drinking a second cup of coffee and wishing the sun would come out to drive the gray away. The awful weather reminded me of an Emily Dickinson poem I had set aside for my youngest to memorize:
The Sun and Fog contested
The Governance of Day —
The Sun took down his Yellow Whip
And drove the Fog away –
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