All weeds. I see it from the train, citybound, how the yuccas and chicory
Thrive. So much messing about, why not leave the world alone? Then There would be no books, which is not to be borne. Willa Cather alone is worth The price of admission to the horrors of civilization. Let’s make a list. (James Schuyler)
One response to “All weeds. I see it from the train, citybound, how the yuccas and chicory”
Beautiful….all three!!