Add to ORKGTHE jagged edges of the rocky terrain bite sharply into the still tender soles of my young feet as I run frantically to keep pace with the long, loping strides of my mother..
Camping, walking, etc. [Apr. 1907]Dear Mr Beard:I would like to encourage walking in wild places, th...
[continues from page 34] 36 motionless my brown shirt was like the junipers & [evidently] she lost...
THERE dwelt in the land of Burigupp, beyond the known -*- latitudes, a Prince of Frogs. Mlagum he wa...
This is hard new country. Tigers still Breathe softly in the jungles I am told. Tales of revolution ...
90 [to discover me] I thought I would like to see this gait in [running] so I made a sudden rush at ...
THE NEW day started badly. Hans was awakened by Kombayo\u27s curses; a stream of Zulu profanity that...
68 [to be] tail, but these long tails are well [it] managed[s] [it will] never dragged[ing] it heavi...
TRAN RELAXED for a minute on the dike and looked skyward at the two rows of helicopters high above a...
A Little Boy: There\u27s an old, old man lives on our street, And his hair is white, like winter\u27...
Old man squats leans against the grey brick of the walls and twists green rubberbands into memories ...
To the Maasai it’s the place where the land runs on forever, but beyond the protected core of this i...
THE NIGHT advanced, falling heavily on the barns and trees and cars. Ahead, the painted lines of the...
So many sympathize with you Because your son loves me; And other mothers mourne your loss..
Excerpt from Tenting on the Plains — 1883. A story from Libbie Custer, Lieutenant Colonel George C...
92 [[an old tree stump he had stood there always & nowhere else for] a century or so.] All Indians s...
Camping, walking, etc. [Apr. 1907]Dear Mr Beard:I would like to encourage walking in wild places, th...
[continues from page 34] 36 motionless my brown shirt was like the junipers & [evidently] she lost...
THERE dwelt in the land of Burigupp, beyond the known -*- latitudes, a Prince of Frogs. Mlagum he wa...
This is hard new country. Tigers still Breathe softly in the jungles I am told. Tales of revolution ...
90 [to discover me] I thought I would like to see this gait in [running] so I made a sudden rush at ...
THE NEW day started badly. Hans was awakened by Kombayo\u27s curses; a stream of Zulu profanity that...
68 [to be] tail, but these long tails are well [it] managed[s] [it will] never dragged[ing] it heavi...
TRAN RELAXED for a minute on the dike and looked skyward at the two rows of helicopters high above a...
A Little Boy: There\u27s an old, old man lives on our street, And his hair is white, like winter\u27...
Old man squats leans against the grey brick of the walls and twists green rubberbands into memories ...
To the Maasai it’s the place where the land runs on forever, but beyond the protected core of this i...
THE NIGHT advanced, falling heavily on the barns and trees and cars. Ahead, the painted lines of the...
So many sympathize with you Because your son loves me; And other mothers mourne your loss..
Excerpt from Tenting on the Plains — 1883. A story from Libbie Custer, Lieutenant Colonel George C...
92 [[an old tree stump he had stood there always & nowhere else for] a century or so.] All Indians s...
Camping, walking, etc. [Apr. 1907]Dear Mr Beard:I would like to encourage walking in wild places, th...
[continues from page 34] 36 motionless my brown shirt was like the junipers & [evidently] she lost...
THERE dwelt in the land of Burigupp, beyond the known -*- latitudes, a Prince of Frogs. Mlagum he wa...