misty morning – in spring

March 22, 2011

On Romney Marsh above and the sea at Pett below.

I saw no Way—The Heavens were stitched—
I felt the Columns close—
The Earth reversed her Hemispheres—
I touched the Universe—

And back it slid—and I alone—
A Speck upon a Ball—
Went out upon Circumference—
Beyond the Dip of Bell—   Emily Dickinson

8 Responses to “misty morning – in spring”

  1. Cloudier Says:

    Ghostly balls of wool, quite eerie!

  2. julia fogg Says:

    Meaning the sheep – yes! They inhabit these levels completely unaware of humans. I wish we could leave them alone but then, of course, that wouldn’t work regarding Darwin. Always a predator for the survival of the planet.

  3. skybluepinkish Says:

    They look as if they are floating. For a split second I thought they were.

  4. julia fogg Says:

    You’re right – the mist – illusions!!

  5. Kathryn Says:

    Beautiful photos. I had the sense that the mist was about the lift, and these scenes were from those quiet hours just before. This reminds me that I need to take some time to be still in the mornings.

  6. julia fogg Says:

    Thank you Kathryn, take time to be still!

  7. daseger Says:

    I love sheep! Don’t know why we don’t have more in the US. Lovely photos, thanks.


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