Earlier this week I stood idly waiting for a bus at a riverside stop. My mind wandered. The sun was warm, the sky clear blue, and then with a sudden breeze clouds of fluff dancing around me.
Fairies! my delighted inner child exclaimed as blizzard like, I was engulfed in mists of fluff.
Dandelion (1967)
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Friday, June 8, 2012
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