Clouds and Dampness and Loveliness

We took a brief afternoon walk today at the Peace Sanctuary, up and down the damp and leafy trail under clouds that very softly showered every so often, and still, even in the wet grayness, the sanctuary was as stunning as ever. We talked as we walked, shuffling leaves with our boots and seeing old leaves letting go and floating down among the limbs. The esteemed and misty Mystic River looked youthful and beautiful in the grayness.