Folk art & farm life in the
Pacific Northwest
ART BY KRISTIN HAAKENSON
I am going to my own hearth-stone,
– RALPH WALDO EMERSON, ‘GOOD-BYE’ –
Bosomed in yon green hills alone, —
A secret nook in a pleasant land,
Whose groves the frolic fairies planned;
Where arches green, the livelong day,
Echo the blackbird’s roundelay,
And vulgar feet have never trod
A spot that is sacred to thought and God.
