mountain trout jumping
while my son cooks noodles in silence.
-a bright moon, sweetness in the air,
and nowhere else to be.
This entry was posted on August 23, 2015 by craigwisner. It was filed under Trip Reports .
Hmmm… a familiar locale and a fine place to return to.
August 23, 2015 at 8:44 pm
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