Verby Pick-Up Duck—scud
So, here's a great verb I found with Bryson on the Appalachian Trail, in his book A Walk in the Woods...
scud
Bryson was talking about clouds floating, scudding across, the sky. And I could just see those clouds slipping across the heavens. I could see the blue reaching out, like an earnest parent, to grab a bit of moving fluff...vainly trying to catch the clouds, hold them in place...ultimately unable to leash their misty spirit... capturing, here and there, just a smear where a cloud scudded, frolicked by.
scud
Bryson was talking about clouds floating, scudding across, the sky. And I could just see those clouds slipping across the heavens. I could see the blue reaching out, like an earnest parent, to grab a bit of moving fluff...vainly trying to catch the clouds, hold them in place...ultimately unable to leash their misty spirit... capturing, here and there, just a smear where a cloud scudded, frolicked by.
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