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Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
Peshasta On the edge of green, hills rise dun-hued above Peshasta, wide spot in the road that splits the apple orchards' core. Were it not for wells and streams these too would vanish like the ghosts of sagebrush that now dot forgotten plots, worn by wind, their dreams of wealth obliterated. Among the apples glowing green there wends a wide spot in the path: Peshasta. © Kåre Enga 2007 [164.272] 2007-10-05 I swear I saw signs that said Peshasta, but can only find the spelling Peshastin on line. New/old spellings? It is in Chelan County between Leavenworth and Wenatchee. A photo of Peshastin, Washington: http://www.ncwpics.com/ncw/wp-gallery2.php?g2_itemId=4588 Me: I feel better than yesterday. But still ![]() My sister liked the poem I wrote about her granddaughter and posted a few days ago. She wants me to do a hand-written copy on parchment ... The edited version can be reviewed at: "La Bella Vita" ![]() ![]() The poem for her husband though needs reworking. IMAGES: Water gurgling through the ditch; a flock of seagulls, wings back-lit; two hawks soaring low. A flicker with a seed in its jaws; a startled sparrow. Puddles drying to mud to dust. BLOGVILLE: Just Jamie ![]() Dawn Embers ![]() Mr.Monk- GPs for the poor ![]() *Barbara Maria* ![]() AL ![]() ![]() Kansas: 55º this clear and crisp morning. 315 |