“Summer has filled her veins with light
and her heart is washed with noon."
-C. Day Lewis
“Nothing is more memorable than a smell.
One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting,
yet conjure up a childhood summer beside a lake in the mountains."
“Be the shore to my crashing waves
Be the salt air that I crave
Be the breeze that won’t behave …”
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