Well, this morning we had a great example of just how dynamic and untrustworthy Ohio weather can be. This morning there was a thick fog that lasted until about noon. With this in mind, I knew there had to be dew still out on the grass. That kind of circumstance calls for a major macro day.
"Pour upon them the continual dew of thy blessing."-Book of Common Prayer.
"O
Love,O fire! once he drew With one long kiss
my whole soul through My lips, as
sunlight drinketh dew".-Tennyson
"Out-worn heart, in a time out-worn, Come clear of the
nets of wrong and right; Laugh, heart, again
in the grey twilight, Sigh, heart, again
in the dew of the morn."-W.B. Yeats.
"The foot less prompt to meet the morning dew, The heart less
bounding at emotion new, And hope, once crushed, less quick to
spring again."-Matthew Arnold.
"I am a mushroom On whom the dew of
heaven drops now and then.-John Ford.
"She found me roots of relish sweet, And honey wild, and
manna dew; And sure in
language strange she said, 'I love thee true.'"-John Keats.
