When the woods and water are bleak and brown
They still possess a certain charm
Though cold and grey, the air and sky
We walk through the woods, my dog and I
All my creative pursuits.
All my creative pursuits.
When the woods and water are bleak and brown
They still possess a certain charm
Though cold and grey, the air and sky
We walk through the woods, my dog and I
Meg Sorick, Author/Artist 