THE PENNSYLVANIA LANDSCAPE wasin severe wintry garb as our car sped west over theinterstate. The season was wrong, but I couldn’tget blue-birds out of my head. Only three weeks before, at Christmas, Dadhad give me a ...THE PENNSYLVANIA LANDSCAPE wasin severe wintry garb as our car sped west over theinterstate. The season was wrong, but I couldn’tget blue-birds out of my head. Only three weeks before, at Christmas, Dadhad give me a nesting box he’d made. He had aspecial feeling for the brilliant creatures, and cachspring he eagerly awaited their return. Now Iwondered, will he ever see one again?展开更多
文摘THE PENNSYLVANIA LANDSCAPE wasin severe wintry garb as our car sped west over theinterstate. The season was wrong, but I couldn’tget blue-birds out of my head. Only three weeks before, at Christmas, Dadhad give me a nesting box he’d made. He had aspecial feeling for the brilliant creatures, and cachspring he eagerly awaited their return. Now Iwondered, will he ever see one again?
