mikibyrne
Summer is sand on a beach, people breaking their reserve to speak to eachbother, summer is the sweet blue of the sky and the myriad colours of flowers. It is the chirping of birds returned from far lands and the soft sun upon your face. it has the swish of long skirts and the slap of sandals.
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