The Music of Wild Grass

 

"I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer.  My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music.  It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips."
—Violette Leduc, Mad in Pursuit

image:  The Path to Maywood Farm A small patch of nettles and wild grasses sits by the side of the path.  David Lally