Impossibly Beautiful

Water droplets coated everything outside my house today. During my walk around the perimeter of our land, their tiny glistening bodies dripped steadily off the trees in the heavy air. Rain was never far off, and the view across the road into the fields beyond seemed out of focus in the foggy mist of a damp November day. Water puddled in the driveway ruts. It wasn’t bitterly cold, but in that sort of late autumn sogginess, a chill sticks to your bones with determination.

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