Order Print There is a Moment for each Season, an emotional time when light and
I was camping and trout fishing on the Lower Illinois river below Oklahoma's Tenkiller Lake one spring. One evening around sundown I noticed the sky behind me turning a deep orange. I walked to the top of the rise behind the campsite and discovered this scene. Later, I discovered the red skies were created by ash in the atmosphere that had drifted over North Amercia from a recently erupting volcano on the otherside of the world.
place rendezvous, and the Windows of Nature touch the Soul… KRB 