Dancing in the sun’s rays

Sylvia Walsh 2011 ©

Waking up to gorgeous blue skies and hazy woodlands. Finding the last evidence that Autumn was once here. Afternoons lounging in the dead grass and a cuppa tea. Lune sprawled basking in the suns rays. That all too missed smell of freshly cut grass. Wearing denin cut offs and the sunflower sweater. Barefeet in the air. That airy light of Summer being present.

 

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