On A Foggy Morning

1 09 2012
East Texas Sunset 5571

East Texas Sunset 5571 (Photo credit: Paul Lowry)

In East Texas foggy mornings are a given, especially in the spring and fall. These are some of my favorite times of all, everything seems hushed, tranquil and I am shrouded,  enveloped,  in nature’s peace. The world seems new-born, full of comfort,  and slightly alien.  On those mornings the sounds I choose as a background for the day’s awakening and  the  morning rituals are Gregorian Chants.

On other mornings when I must venture out into the world, on to the highways, though piney woods, over hills and into the day, the sounds I choose to take with me  on the journey mirror the mists and mysteries I seem to be traveling through on the way from here to there.

“The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:”

from Sorrow by Pink Floyd


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