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I don't have a favorite season. I have a favorite feeling. It's the windows down, silent back roads with dirty bare feet feeling. It's when I can walk straight outside without pausing to fish out a jacket. It is curtains dancing around my room because of the cool breeze that pushes against its fabric. It is sunsets after dessert and grass as my pillow. The sound of lawnmowers, falling leaves, and rain against the window. Pockets of shade and walks along a gravel road. I don't have a favorite season, I have a favorite feeling.
- - Anonymous
Photos : July 2011
3 comments:
I've never heard it put that way but how wonderfully true! Like that first clap of thunder I hear in spring that startles me into the reality that spring is really here :D
I love the first picture with it,s dreamy bokeh ;)
Oh my goodness. I love those feelings. So wonderful.
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