About: Edna Barney
- "Mid parted clouds, all silver-edged, A gleam of fiery gold, A dash of crimson-varied hues, The Sunset Story's told. A mirrored lake 'tween mossy banks, A lofty mountain ridge, A cottage nestling in the vale Seen from a ruined bridge. A woman longing to discern Beyond the gleam of gold A rush of memory, a sigh, And Life's strange tale is told." ~~ from Olivia Ward Bush's "Fancies""