Paradise Lost
via Red Dirt Ramblings on 1969-12-31, 19:00:00
Every morning, during the school year, I drive down a certain highway. From the road, for about a month every spring, I see the top of a large tree clothed in nothing but light, buttercup, yellow blossoms, the color and texture of the finest cream. This spring, I decided to see the tree up close. [...]![]()
reBlogged to on Apr 17, 2008, 3:06PM
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