photo by Brad Payne
O to lie in the ripening grass
That gracefully bends to the winds that pass
And to look aloft the oak leaves through
Into the sky so deep, so blue! ~ William Roscoe Thayer
That gracefully bends to the winds that pass
And to look aloft the oak leaves through
Into the sky so deep, so blue! ~ William Roscoe Thayer
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Finally, the thunderstorms stopped long enough for a perfect long, sunny summer's day.
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