Saturday, April 29, 2006

A Breeze Blew Thru

A breeze blew thru the leaves just now. It sounded like gentle rain falling on the Oak and Maple trees in the forest where I spent the summers of my youth.

A breeze blew thru the Ash and Oak trees outside my window, and it brought back memories of nights on a sleeping bag in a tent listening to the gently falling rain.

That was a rainy summer.

This has been a dry spring.


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