Raven's Roads
Living an interesting life: the travels and musings
of motorcycling author Linda R. Moore

I’m sure I could look it up quickly, but I don’t remember off the bat. The tune sticks out in my mind…”Golden brown, texture of sun…” These grasses at Woodson Bridge remind me of that song.

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