Woof to you,
This morning when I woke up there was nothing to see!
Not in the front yard or the back.
Looking out my front window …nothing.
I could hear the school buses rumbling along and cars driving by but I couldn’t see them.
All the birds were quiet like they disappeared. No squirrels digging for nuts.
No cats stretching and meowing on the front porch or back patio.
It was so quiet I could hear a little bit of the ocean waves rolling onto shore but that wasn’t all that rolled in from the big water.
Lots of it. The thickest ever; like heavy winter blankets. All over the place. Not just at the bottom of our street like it usually is when coming to visit our block. It was all over making houses and people and vehicles invisible.
And it kept coming, denser and thicker, covering everything and everyone. I could hear the footsteps of kids at the bus stop and I wondered how would the bus know where to stop to let the boys and girls get on for their ride to school?
Finally I figured that puzzle out. The bus drivers must be like me.
They have better noses than eyesight!
I could sniff that all was well even though nobody could see through the fog.
It felt kind of strange but nice; all misty and silent.
So I went back for forty more winks….or more.