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Old Fulling Mill and Boathouse on the River Wear in Durham city, England
The villagers were terrified of the forest,
And all that lied within.
This fear was only ever chorused,
Over a little too much gin.
One,
Trees who told the oldest tales,
Who had driven many mad without fail.
Two,
Water, radiating oh, so bright,
Making cinders of any onlooker’s eyes.
Three,
Grass, soft to the touch,
How it’d lead to your eternal slumber,
And turn you into dust.
Four,
Pine-needled path,
Inhale it,
Which…way was…out…of the forest?
Five,
Acorns, white as a cloud in a crystal sky,
Boiled and leached.
Treats, seemingly sweet,
Before they have you buckling at your feet.
The forest welcomed the local village,
And all whom lied within.
As they say,
There is some truth to every story,
Much to the human-craving forest’s chagrin.
- (d.n.k)
"Childhood is not a race to accumulate all of the consumer goods and stresses of adulthood in record time. By simplifying, we protect the environment for childhood's slow, essential unfolding of self."
-Kim John Payne, Simplicity Parenting
New York Fiberboard An illustration of a small, two-story, black concrete fiberboard house with a shed roof and a mixed material roof.
I'm sort of wishing Carpetbagger or Adam The Woo would review the New Hampshire amusement parks Fort Jefferson (a.k.a. Six Gun City), Santa's Village and Storyland in the future. I find that most travelogue reviewers ignore the northeast and tend to stick to the southern or the western US.
Dehmaji , Assam
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