Molly’s Journals
Our
walk into the hollow
We go with Winstanley into the hollow and behold beauty all about
us.
April 16, 1995
George and I went down in the eastern hollow this evening. We were accompanied by Winstanley. The whole hillside was covered with purple violets, yellow violets, wood anemones & all sorts of beautiful green plants. At the bottom of the hollow, there were large trillium plants and pawpaw trees. And there’s a huge tree with a nesting hawk in it. We saw the hawk.
George had a bit of time this afternoon to work on his Winifred project. I sat on the porch of the house, wrote a letter to Daria, and watched chipmunks under the white oak tree.
