One of those " file away " days. Come back to this one in the depths of Winter, or even the rare thickness of Summer. Would that there were smell-o-blog. Fresh earth, cut grass and the bright blossom of miles of brand new honeysuckle. Clear and sweet - as close to perfect as we dare get.
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I still say you should be a writer.... write a novel.... you do have a way with words.
Freta
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