Through the Fog
By Kim L. Fritzemeier
KFRM Central Kansas Reporter
Kansas Farm Wife along the Stafford/Reno County Line
The fog comes on little cat feet
It sits looking over harbor and city
On silent haunches and then moves on.
-- Carl Sandburg
The air was pregnant with moisture. But despite the heaviness of the dew and droplets clinging to every surface, the air was cool.
It was a prelude to fall, a welcome break from the 100-degree heat that saps every molecule of moisture and energy from the body.
It lent a different atmosphere to my walk along the County Line.
It revealed treasures I would never have seen without the drops of moisture clinging to every surface.
The flash of color in the bushes brought me closer to the ditch to explore. The spider web was hidden among the American plum bushes. Its intricate pattern was revealed by the dewdrops. How can this fragile web support this added weight?
The drops of moisture added dimension to a weed I passed by just the day before when the sun was shining. I saw the beauty through the fog, rather than in the bright light of day.
Is that the way life sometimes is? Do we sometimes need those foggy, stormy times of life to truly see beauty in the sunshine?
Through the mist and fog, sometimes there is clarity ... if we just look hard enough.
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