I am dreaming in green. 
I am breathing in the scent of fresh cut grass. Holding it deep within my lungs, afraid of what might happen when I exhale.
I am holding, grasping, klinging onto each and every precious last day of summer green.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Green, Green Don't Go Away
I am dreaming in green. I am breathing in the scent of fresh cut grass. Holding it deep within my lungs, afraid of what might happen when I exhale. I am holding, grasping, klinging onto each and every precious last day of summer green.
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3 comments:
Your blog is prettier and prettier everytime I check in. Now you have that bold new picture on your masthead.
I like.
I like very much.
Miss you.
I know that this kind of stuff belongs on our secret blog, but I haven't logged in over there yet...
(((kisses)))
You have become quite the writer! Perhaps I passed on more than my interest in sewing. Let it flow!
love the pics. i'm feeling you on the green thing too...summer is irresistible to me!
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