it looks like snow.
But it is only teasing.
The temperature hovers around 57 degrees.
Inside my classroom, I glance out the window
and imagine soft, fluffy flakes falling from the sky.
An announcement: School will dismiss early.
But then I walk outside
and cross the courtyard for lunch.
I didn’t even need a coat.
The sky has fooled me.
A full day after all.
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
*Kickin’ It Old Skool Blog-a-Thon