Misty Look

The waterfall was a few yards behind her, the sun was low but intense. Her hair gleamed with misty droplets of water. The effect was mesmerizing and irresistible. I wanted to touch her hair, but I knew I would disturb the halo of glowing water with my touch. Instead I stared with what felt like vulnerable and naked longing.

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Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

2 thoughts on “Misty Look”

  1. Rain came early this morning, falling on new snow I had not yet seen. When I took my morning coffee to the window the misty look of the mountains reminded me that spirits often walk this land, seen by those who take the time to be, just be.

  2. It had rained last evening.The clear sunny morning still had a misty look.
    The ground was still moist, and soft, smelling of contented wet earth.
    When she peeked through the stems of tomato plants, to look for ripe, red ones for plucking, she saw a scintillating sight.
    An old cobweb stretched between the gnarled stems, bedecked with raindrops.Like a string of sparkling diamonds, glinting in the sun,it glimmered for a moment, before shattering into a shower at her touch.

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