Saffron Sunsets

“I remember a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant breath
of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail has strung upon it,
as upon a thread of silk, opalescent dawns and saffron sunsets.
It has given me blessed release from care and worry
and the troubled thinking of our modern day.
It has been a return to the primitive and the peaceful.”

Hamlin Garland, 1860-1940,
American novelist, poet, essayist

 

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