Can you feel it?
It's in the air...Halloween that is...this day found me on Witchtrot Road...a back road in the town of York...a haunted road...so I am told...
An old burying ground...which dates back to the 1600's... quite suddenly
fog began to slowly engulf the graveyard... this poem came to mind...
"The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and
city on silent haunches and then moves on"....~Carl Sandburg~
Til tomorrow, goodnight....