A town beneath the shadow of a thumb. A mighty thumb of splintered stone atop a pleasant hike wound through thick needles clumped on twisted rough-barked arms, through boulder crops. We posed in cotton shorts and Ts beside a giant wooden sign upon a wall of river rocks so smooth and cool we liked to hug and pat it like a pet or doll. Me first up winding trail, crisp dried pine air! Me first through sprinkling sunlight, proud I’m … Continue reading Hike Mt Thumb Sonnet