""The sun climbs over the pines | |
Over the spruces | |
Over Saganaga, Kabetogama, Nistowiak, Namew, Athabaska | |
And ten thousand other places with no names | |
The North Woods calls | |
The river pulls, the paddle whispers | |
I listen | |
And gradually...gradually the mist burns away | |
And so begins a journey - not only an exploration of rapids, lakes, and forests, but also an inner journey of discovery | |
Through poetic text and drawings, woven gracefully with quotes by John Muir, Walking Buffalo, Sigurd F | |
Olson, Henry Dav | |
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