Bicycle Poetry
An Autumn Evening
Obsidian crows are gathering,
In the spindly tree holding,
The lonely golden leaf that's gliding,
Joining the night in falling,
Down, down, down.
Life is interconnected and so are the topics on this blog. From the garden to the backcountry, these are the the experiences that bring astonishing joy to my life of voluntary simplicity in Montana.
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