The green church of my Sunday morning walks through the woods has become black-boned abbey. All is mud and scratch, but the rough communion of trees still lifts my soul better than any priestcraft. – #CLNolan
The green church of my Sunday morning walks through the woods has become black-boned abbey. All is mud and scratch, but the rough communion of trees still lifts my soul better than any priestcraft. – #CLNolan
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) November 8, 2020