2012
You are on the way somewhere and you see it from the highway in a place you may never be again. It disappears at sixty miles an hour and it is gone, but for a second you saw it and it was the picture. Rather it was THE PICTURE-THE IMAGE-THE …
I am not sure when this thing about trees began. When I was young, I lived in a place with tree but not very many. In our neighborhood at the edge a fairly large city there certainly were trees. many places in the sidewalks, the roots of the trees had …
Loch Willow, it is called. They tell me that long ago, it was larger. It is something between a puddle and a pond and I pass it nearly every day. There was, before the war a school nearby, named Loch Willow Academy. this is Virginia, And in Virginia “The War” …