Distraught on the rugged, stony cliff, she watched the surf spilling onto rocks. The sussurating sea, a rolling reminder to her of Autumn winds and whirling leaves. ———————————– The mizzling mist came heavily, hugging, and wrapping her with a welcome refuge shushing the hustling agitation in her haven, til eased, soothed, safe on her own… Continue reading A Refuge from Incompetence.