Sunrise one winter’s morn.
Early morning mist like this is not common here in Cape Town, but does occur occasionally, showing we really are in the middle of winter.
Here the circular disc of the sun can be seen trying to shine through the mist, silhouetted by the bare grape vines.
The misty wintry scene reminded me of a nursery rhyme my mother used to say to my kids when they were young.
The version I remember goes like this –
One misty, moisty morning
When cloudy was the weather,
There I met an old man
Clothed all in leather.
He began to compliment
And I began to grin
How do you do and how do you do?
And how do you do again?
And she’d shake their hands while saying the ‘How do you do’s’. They loved it.
The rhyme I remember seems to be a mixture of two versions that I found at Songs & Rhymes.
There’s a whole lot of info you can find once you start looking, even for something as simple as an old nursery rhyme. You can read here the full length poem Misty, Moisty Morning or even learn about the history of leather clothing,
And all because, for an hour or so one morning, we had fog.