Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Wilderness
There was a time when mountain springs ran clear,
There was a time when red fox roamed a-near,
There was a time this pump house served the town,
There was a time when water flowed on down,
There was a time when trailheads weren’t seen,
There was a time when sheer cliffs carved this scene,
There was a time when hidden lakes were filled,
with trickling runoff, pure and glacier-chilled.
Lighthouse in the Mist, Cape May, NJ
Bandit
Festive View from the Pub, Peddler’s Village – Lahaska, PA.
Home Sweet Home
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