I miss the elms, their “crowns of airy dreams,” as Virgil calls them, their towering cathedral branching spread into a ceiling above the lonely sidewalks of Ohio where the first elm deaths were reported in America.
I miss the elms, their “crowns of airy dreams,” as Virgil calls them, their towering cathedral branching spread into a ceiling above the lonely sidewalks of Ohio where the first elm deaths were reported in America.