Gray Day

gray sky, no leaves, November morning in Pittsburgh (photo by Kate St. John)

It’s an overcast morning in Pittsburgh, the third day in a row of gray skies, not unusual for November. There are very few birds in view. The most active animals are squirrels.

On days like this I think of the poem ‘No!’ by Thomas Hood (1844) a portion of which reads:

No sun - no moon!
No morn - no noon -
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day. ...
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member -
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds! -

2 thoughts on “Gray Day

  1. Kate,

    Congratulations. Your voice is always welcome. People listen. This is your opportunity to ride your strength and passion. Lead the way.


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