![]() I was over the cold before it started. And although England/Wales aren’t necessarily “warm”, I just finished listening to “Hood” by Stephen Lawhead in preparation for a class, and I’m thinking about: warm forests, with tall trees and beams of sunlight. Ancient edifices of wood and stone, warm mahogany and embracing black. Rolling valleys and quiet woodlands. A bow in hand and a sheaf of arrows on the hip, maybe a horse to keep company.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
Author
|