A Little Thought

Things have been a little crazy between packing up, moving to Oregon, and then (currently) unpacking, so I will be brief (but everything will be back to normal after today!) and simply, 

Where the trees stretch high,

And the wind swiftly sweeps

O'er where I stand

And where I sleep

Beyond shadowed cliffs

Looming still and sure

So go I 

To the Hood River.

x,

Gentre