fresh cut grass. winding roads. big green trees. sipping cold wine on the porch. mosquitoes. bright flowers. humidity. warm summer nights. friendships. fire flies in the backyard. blue jays. smiles. cardinals. silence. a doe and two cute bambi's. family. playing tag. long talks. cooking big dinners. eating long dinners. endlessly picking at leftovers like the best italians do. hugs. hum of ceiling fans. bare feet. reading the paper. reminiscing.
i call it "the woods" and i love coming back
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