pine-breath

Updated: May 25, 2025

The road, narrow and winding in high banks fringed with golden-rod and purple asters, was at first completely shadowed, an old, deep-rutted, cross country road, birch-trees shivering at either side, and every now and then a puff of pine-breath drifting in between.

Various - The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 06, No. 37, November, 1860