Winds blow the open grassy places bleak;
But where this old wall burns a sunny cheek,
They eddy over it too toppling weak
To blow the earth or anything self-clear;
Moisture and color and odor thicken here.
The hours of daylight gather atmosphere.
-robert frost // atmosphere
You always have such great quotes, Hannah. I enjoy reading them and looking at your lovely photos.
ReplyDeleteThank you Emily! Your comments are always so sweet :)
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