Spring Of A Poem, Perhaps - Missoula, Montana

"The silence - for the sound of birds and sea adds up to silence as beautifully as we ever know if in the noisy world of today - together with the sweetly moving air, and the scents of thyme and bell-heather and sun-warmed bracken, all combined to distill something very potent. It was the sort of time and place where one might have expected an idea, the spring of a poem, to well up from the quiet and the beauty."
- From The Stormy Petrel, p 102, by Mary Stewart (1916-2014)