Down in a rocky pasture, on the edge of a wood, ran a little brook, tinkle, tinkle, over the bright pebbles of its bed. Close to the waters edge grew delicate ferns, and higher up the mossy bank nestled violets, blue and white and yellow. Later in the fall the rocky pasture would glow with golden-rod and brilliant sumach, and ripe milk-weed pods would burst and fill the golden autumn sunshine with fleecy clouds. But now the nodding buttercups and smiling daisies held sway, with here and there a tall mullein standing sentinel. It was a lovely place: off in the distance one could see the shimmering lake, to whose loving embrace the brook was forever hastening, framed by beautiful wooded hills, with a hazy purple mountain back of all. But the day was not lovely. The clouds came down to the earth as near as they dared, scowling ominously. It was clear they had been drinking deeply...
- ISBN10 1498180825
- ISBN13 9781498180825
- Publish Date 7 August 2014 (first published 31 December 2009)
- Publish Status Active
- Imprint Literary Licensing, LLC
- Format Paperback (US Trade)
- Pages 112
- Language English