 | | 18/04/2012 09:08
Sur le blog Amy Nelson
april / / amy & ashley ramble and roam,
It was a day built by the sounds of birds, and if you listened close enough, you just might hear buds crackling and turning into leaf. It was as if the Springtime was sitting on every ankle, just waiting for the perfume of yellow violets to spill. I could taste the modest flowers and the wild cherries on the horizon. When I squinted, I could see the green green grass waiting to form. It was a Mid Afternoon designed to make those who stood on the hills feel wealthy. The scents and the sky reminded me of when I was a little girl. I remember watching through classroom windows in April, waiting for Winter's weights to leave. I'd count the clouds and cross my...
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