A Frontier Is Never A Place; It

There Are Two Seasonal Diversions That Can Ease The Bite Of Any Winter. One Is The January Thaw. The Other Is The Seed Catalogues.

April Is A Promise That May Is Bound To Keep.

Here And There One Sees The Blush Of Wild Rose Haws Or The Warmth Of Orange Fruit On The Bittersweet, And Back In The Woods Is The Occasional Twinkle Of Partridgeberries. But They Are The Gem Stones, The Rare Decorations Which Make The Grays, The Browns And The Greens Seem Even More Quiet, More Completely At Rest.

To Know After Absence The Familiar Street And Road And Village And House Is To Know Again The Satisfaction Of Home.

A Frontier Is Never A Place; It Is A Time And A Way Of Life.