D.O.P.-T.

[weofodthignen]

No more rain for a while now, and none forecast - I hope it returns. However, when I emerged at 2:00 this morning, there was a fine mist in the cone of light cast by each street light - in the brighter light of the newer lamps, I could see it swirling and blowing. There were tiny beads of moisture all over the bench at the bus stop. A very fine sea mist, too light for me to feel it on my face.