“This morning, in the hour before dawn, the world is...

“This morning, in the hour before dawn, the world is covered in a bank of fog: the cliffside and the distant hills are islands in this mist.

The wind comes gusting in, seven small snowflakes melt upon the babe’s warm skin. Below, a flowing river of mist fills the basin with a gray light, a color that echoes in the young mother’s eyes. She holds her child close, she wraps him in that linen netting from above her bed.”

— from the novel SINFUL FOLK

 

PHOTO: fiskarna: by harry booth on Flickr.