Saturday, August 16, 2014

that country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist

A Walk in the Ohio Hills
Washington County
August, 2014

"That country where it is always turning late in the year.  That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay.  That country composed of in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics and pantries faced away from the sun.  That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts.  Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain."
- Ray Bradbury
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