Blue, purple haze paints distant peaks beyond sight within far vision drawing near to background scenes of trees and green meadows descending to flowing streams. Sheep grazing lambs calling spring is high.... turning summer by and by.
Close up front a tennis match is on- one ace two ace three ace, four. Players shout from end to end. "One game, one set, one match more". Postman's standing at the door.
Distant peaks emerge....clear as day. The hermit's lantern turns to guide the way. Hermit's Way - F. J. Rogers