I believe in the forest, and in the meadow, and in the night in which the corn grows.
—Thoreau, Walking
December 19th, 2007
Visions, Winter | 2 Comments »
beauty.
love the contrast.
West Mass is king of the crazy icicle. The wind off the Connecticutt River does weird things.
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beauty.
love the contrast.
West Mass is king of the crazy icicle. The wind off the Connecticutt River does weird things.