“Along the Oregon coast an arm of the Pacific shushes softly against rocky shores. Above the waves, dripping silver in the moonlight, old trees, giant trees, few now, thrust their heads among low clouds, the moss thick upon their boles… — Sheri S. Tepper Copy Share Image
Man is a great blunderer going about in the woods, and there is no other except the bear makes so much noise. — Mary Hunter Austin Copy Share Image
