"I am lovers with what hasn't a name: the inside of wind,

the stutter of rain ..." ❤ excerpt (c) Amy Schutzer


Saturday, August 17, 2013

Yew Tree Nights: The Rose-Coloured Hours

Yew Tree Nights: The Rose-Coloured Hours: Up, north of the Arctic Circle where the land is a carpet of blueberry and rock, where old forests grow tall and spindly, and where summe...

1 comment:

the wild magnolia said...

This is a read again, relive again, a sharing of many enchantments.

Hope you enjoy.

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