“ Flickering in sunlight over summer fields. The knots and notches–many in the wide Deep hand that lay in his,–seemed beautiful. They were like the marks of wild ponies’ play,– Bunches of new green breaking a hard turf. ”
“ Flickering in sunlight over summer fields. The knots and notches–many in the wide Deep hand that lay in his,–seemed beautiful. They were like the marks of wild ponies’ play,– Bunches of new green breaking a hard turf. ”