Blue Ridge
We live an hour from the Blue Ridge, but there are places near here, places so near I can walk to them, that give me a tantalizing glimpse.
A smudged line in the distance. A bank of green in the foreground.
So pleasing to the eye, this mixture of green and blue, of meadow and mountain, of the up-close and the faraway.
A smudged line in the distance. A bank of green in the foreground.
So pleasing to the eye, this mixture of green and blue, of meadow and mountain, of the up-close and the faraway.
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