Ahead and to the west was our ranger station - and the mountains of Idaho, poems of geology stretching beyond any boundaries and seemingly even beyond the world.
----Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It and Other Stories
Ahead and to the west was our ranger station - and the mountains of Idaho, poems of geology stretching beyond any boundaries and seemingly even beyond the world.
----Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It and Other Stories
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