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  • Writer's pictureSarah Campbell

In the clouds

Today I cycled to work through a thick, dewy cloud. The small particles of water misted my face and hair and I arrived soaked to the skin. Even gortex couldn’t repel this weather. But you know, there was something meditative, eerie, so still about this morning. The dewy cobwebs quivering ever so slightly on the rylock fencing. The grasses and mombresia stooping with the weight of their jewels.

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