The Rainy Day
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Mount Rainier
The mountain receives our expressions and becomes part of us; we imprint our memories upon it and trust it without dearest divisions of our lives.
― Bruce Barcott
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