dreaming in the shadows of the Sleeping Maiden

Mt. Tamalpais, September 6, 2012

Mt. Tam barely glimpsed in sun and shade and lace of leaves at the Corte Madera Town Center

I was about to wax poetic about the brilliant sunset and the gossamer mountain and the shape of the future, when our dog came back form the outside sprayed to the hilt with eau de skunk…. There is nothing that kills poetry faster than a quick mist from a skunk. Off to retch now. So much for today’s post then….