Jane Hamilton

“There were so many miracles at work: that a blossom might become a peach, that a bee could make honey in its thorax, that rain might someday fall. I thought then about the seasons changing, and in the gray of night I could almost will myself to see the azure sky, the gold of the maple leaves, the crimson of the ripe apples, the hoarfrost on the grass.”


Jane Hamilton, A Map of the World
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A Map of the World A Map of the World by Jane Hamilton
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