Summer heat

I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. 
It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips.  
Violette Leduc, Mad in Pursuit


…Wild flowers’ soft dance under the Summer sun…
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4 Comments

  1. Beth, Photographs looking like paintings is what I've always wanted to do :-)Karen, the colours of calm and relaxation :-)ladyfi, Thank you so much 🙂

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