 | | 09/09/2015 17:21
Sur le blog Amy Nelson
wayne, alberta
On the fourth of September, we took the highway beside a golden and scarlet brushed prairie until we found ourselves in Wayne, Alberta. The sky was threaded by rain clouds and our windows were marked by tiny rain drops, it was the kind of weather that has the power to hide mountains and keep sparrows from soaring high above the wooden telephone poles. Some might call it dreary, some might call it strange, I called it cozy and welcomed it like a warm bubble bath after a day spent in the dirt. On this particular day, I was happy to see and smell the rain. You couldn't pick out which wildflowers were growing on the roadside, nor could you count how...
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