The Path
The path is short and from the road comes down a shallow incline to a slim clearing. There are songs here of black-capped chickadees and then, far off, domestic...
The path is short and from the road comes down a shallow incline to a slim clearing. There are songs here of black-capped chickadees and then, far off, domestic...
While driving through Mount Robson Provincial Park on a clear day in late May. This is a nature poem Train tracks run along a lake. There is a trestle in the di...