Bruce Shanks (1908-1980)

[inscription reads] " leaves! I am glad that I love simple beauty like this. It leads your writing imagination endlessly thru (sic) wonderful fairy lands. / A dense blue haze. Long streamers of sun-inflated haze threading the air like spider-silk. The air is warm cool around the edge as if every breath we took was coated with coolth (sic). / Droughten sunset - dense plum haze, - bloody-smeared sun. As I observe the sun setting each time I feel as if I had never as now, fully appreciated its beauty. / A moon-storm night. The "