Dolce Notte sul Palouse - print banners of us trying to pull

of us trying to pull one another back in

special shooters from the days when he was a kid

This is my constellation harbor

The bowed heads of tiny flax blossoms

she was certain

Dolce Notte sul Palouse - print banners of us trying to pullDolce Notte sul Palouse The winter hills of my home are quiet. The dark silhouettes of lone trees on a snowy stage stand stoically waiting the next season. For now they practice their lines and rehearse their bows in the wind. The hills flow like soft endless music. Dusty window panes of an old round barn reflect the soft evening light, etched with frost. This is the Dolce Notte Sul Palouse. A sweet night on the Palouse. If you look really close youll