Saturday, June 25, 2011

The Breeze.

I absolutely love the breeze that is blowing lightly through my front door right now. It carries familiar scents of the surrounding foliage, and heat, and sounds of LA, reminiscent of that which I used to smell, feel, and hear as a young child playing at my grandparents house in Altadena. Ah, the good old days. And because they feel just like yesterday with these smells, heat, and sounds, I am in love with right now, right here, and this breeze.

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