Friday, October 07, 2005

There is a chill in the air.

**FLYING CONDITIONS: Partly Sunny**

hoar·frost: Frozen dew that forms a white coating on a surface. Also called white frost.


©Charette

Hoar-Frost

In the cloud gray mornings
I heard the herons Flying
And when I came into my garden,
My silken outer-garment
Trailed over withered leaves.
A dried leaf crumbles at a touch,
But I have seen many Autumns
With herons blowing like smoke
Across the sky.

Amy Lowell

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