27 January 2014

Mossy View, Hamilton, Montana

I like to think that if a small furry animal were venturing forth into the sunshine, the contrast betwixt vast sky and close slender stems would still amaze its wee colour blind eyes. But it is possible I spent too many Saturday mornings immersed in E.B. White's furry worlds of words.

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