Summer days in the country are butterflies and bees, the rich, green smell of nature expanding its wings; wanting to dance to the tune of sun and rain. Ts
Summer days in the city, the hot breath of asphalt, the sound of tired feet and fast wheels, empty water bottles and discarded fast food wrappers defeated in the gutter. The city retreats into itself shivering from overexposure to sun light.Ts
©Photo my garden Text Ts Book of Flowers
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