My Country, by Maynard Dixon (1875-1946)
My Country by Maynard Dixon (1875-1946) I love the grim gaunt edges of the rocks, the great bare backbone of the Earth, rough brows and heaved-up shoulders, round ribs and knees of the world’s skeleton protruded in lonely places; where from ledges of sun-silenced cliffs the wild war eagle drifts aslant blue ecstasies of air […]