Robert Frost's poem "A Cliff Dwelling" reminds me of the people who must have lived here "Oh years ago--ten thousand years" and enjoyed the beauty and safety of a cliff. A place "to rest from his besetting fears". Welcome to mine.
Monday, August 24, 2015
Window
Window in my grandmother's old farmhouse. No one lives there now. The reflection is so beautiful.
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