I (Heart):

Published June 5, 2011 by missharleyquinn

The smell of sun baked wood, warmed all the way through like a good morning biscuit – buttery with just a hint of yesterday.

The bend of a tree, its sway and bow permanent; nature’s most devoted courtier.

The heavy wet air of the south.  So thick you could  take a bite out of it, swallowing a sweet, goo-ey chunk of summer by the mouthful.

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