The dampness thickens into drizzle. Its soundtrack: the unending trill of tree crickets. The forest begins to glisten like a salamander.
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Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
The dampness thickens into drizzle. Its soundtrack: the unending trill of tree crickets. The forest begins to glisten like a salamander.
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So glad you are back in Pennsylvania! I live nearby, so what you write here gives words to the great beauty that I see around me. Not that I minded England, thanks for sharing your journey there with us. Is glad you got to expand your world across the ocean in step withy your new marriage.
Thanks for the comment. When I’m in London I miss the mountain, and when I’m here I miss Rachel. That’s human existence in a nutshell, I guess.