Anderson, Wendell B.

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W i n t e r  Among The I n d i a n  H i l l sP oin t lobos and the Coast o f  Sur are now green flanked  though Winter in th is  country has la id  i t s  cover . . .And from my window gazing upon these bleak h i l l s  which l i f t  up naked in the Winter sun. . .w ithout trees and only sage and rock, a nude d u n ... to g ive thembeauty.I  am mindful o f  the Sur sea rocking b leakly  upon i t s  gran ite  shore, and I  hear in the s ilen ce  o f  th is ,my fo rb idd ing  country,the pulse o f  an ocean 's power extending to the sweep o f  these h i l l s ,  these ranges, these sage p la teaus  where I ,  the watcher, weep . . .while winds and Winter a ssa il the s to ic  and s i le n tIndian H ills .- -  Wendell B. AndersonR a n ch es o f  T aos, New M exicoHOW WE, TRAPPED THE WOLVESI  was ju s t  p laying  w ith the dog, baying as a boy w il l ,  when he turned ta i l  and le t  out a wail and ran over the h i l l .Then I  on a ll fo u rs  went to my chores, and never got up.My fam ily  sighed  and reckoned that I 'd  turned to a pup.-25-

Winter Among the Indian Hills

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Winter Among the Indian Hills

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