The Hollow
In ev’ning’s twinkling, twilight fall I’d steal away, amid the flight of creatures stirring to its call or hast’ning to
Hiking and Flora in Western Washington
In ev’ning’s twinkling, twilight fall I’d steal away, amid the flight of creatures stirring to its call or hast’ning to
After the bereaved leave the beloved, after the gate locks, when the horned moon peeks over the horizon, the headstones