Above Pate Valley

We finished clearing the last Section of trail by noon, High on the ridge-side Two thousand feet above the creek Reached the pass, went on Beyond the white pine groves, Granite shoulders, to a small Green meadow watered by the snow, Edged with Aspen—sun Straight high and blazing But the air was cool. Ate a Continue reading Above Pate Valley

[Essential Oils]

Essential Oils — are wrung — The Attar from the Rose Be not expressed by Suns — alone — It is the gift of Screws — The General Rose — decay — But this — in Lady’s Drawer Make Summer — When the Lady lie In Spiceless Sepulchre — —Emily Dickinson

Creation Myth

This is a story handed down.It is about the old days when Billand Florence and a lot of their kinlived in the little tin-roofed housebeside the woods, below the hill.Mornings, they went up the hillto work, Florence to the house,the men and boys to the field.Evenings, they all came home again.There would be talk then Continue reading Creation Myth