Leaving the ruins,
I pass under the canopy that links the weathered red shell at a right angle to the modern sanctuary, built between 1954 and 1962 out of the same Staffordshire sandstone.
Not exact matches
The trail is a hike up into the mountains
passing under a covered
canopy of trees and the by old ruins of an early 1900s summer home.
We all
passed in proximity on this trail, serenaded by howler monkeys and squawking toucans overhead, all of us breathing together
under one tropical
canopy.