A Snapshot of Time

Written words, a photo, both capture a moment that could only happen once

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Game Time.

"I used to love to drift along the pale-yellow cornfields, looking for the damp spots one sometimes found at their edges, where the smartweed soon turned a rich coppor colour and the narrow brown leaves hung curled like cocoons about the swollen joints of the stem."

Hint- It's a book

Now find it, sorry there is no prize this is just fun.

4 Comments:

Blogger Connie said...

Cather. Nebraska.

8:17 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Cather, My Antonia

8:30 AM  
Blogger Julie said...

correct!! Did you guys work together?

8:31 AM  
Blogger Connie said...

Nope. I just did a quick google search on this phrase after correcting the two spelling errors: where the smartweed soon turned a rich coppor colour

1:37 PM  

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