NO UNICYCLES

More from our late afternoon at upper Buttermilk Falls. It had started out cold and rainy that day, the Day of the Twins' Birthday Bonanzafest, but by 4:30 was quite nice again.

THEY HAVE A CAVE TROLL.

RUN, YOU FOOLS!

This, right here, is what I moved back for. A soft summer dusk when the whole world turns blue and green and quiet.

Lucy Honeychurch is just off to the left somewhere.


'nuff said.