By mid-morning a rain as fine as silk spills was weaving over the lake.


The Stone Field (1937)

Martha Ostenso Quotes

By mid-morning a rain as fine as silk spills was weaving over the lake.

By mid-morning a rain as fine as silk spills was weaving over the lake.

By mid-morning a rain as fine as silk spills was weaving over the lake.

By mid-morning a rain as fine as silk spills was weaving over the lake.