A misty fog rolled into Trail's End to blanket the oaks, the mustard, and the summack. During our first morning I walked this road in search of mustard and thistle.

Not knowing, I began to wonder whether or not the thistle leaf was edible.
Does the delicious color intend to seduce?
This flower appeared as a virgin wrapped safely in her chastity belt.
View from the high road.

What makes valleys so beautiful and alluring?

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