The trail, which winds through deerweed, soap plant, and mallow, is tough to miss in the summer and early fall, but may be overgrown with grass and wildflowers during the spring.
When I had pass’d the Vale where my Bower stood as above, I came within View of the Sea, to the West, and it being a very clear Day, I fairly descry’d Land—whether an Island or a Continent, I could not tell; but it lay very high, extending from the West to the W.S.W. at a very great Distance;
The student is behind in his reading by several chapters.
It looked like a miniaturized version of Hiroshima. Fires burned here and there. […] His once and future presidential palace was a crater ringed by a corona of flaming debris.
