spruce-trunks

Updated: May 7, 2025

We huddled about it, glad of its warmth, for although the days were hot, the nights, with the wind from the snow-covered peaks overhead, were very cold. The tall, unbranching gray spruce-trunks rose round it like the pillars of a colonnade. The forester blew up his air bed. In front of the supper-fire, the shadowy figures of the cooks moved back and forward.

Mary Roberts Rinehart - Tenting To-night: A Chronicle of Sport and Adventure in Glacier Park and the: Cascade Mountains