Ponderings
It is easy, when one has been gone a decade and change, to forget how lovely Tennessee is in the spring. The blooming trees and flowers provide a riotous visual feast.
But it is the violets that have always stolen my heart and breath- that special combination of understatement, beauty and pluck instills a quiet wonder in the beholder.
But it is the violets that have always stolen my heart and breath- that special combination of understatement, beauty and pluck instills a quiet wonder in the beholder.
posted by Jacqui at 8:20 PM
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Perhaps I should clarify that it was Nicole sharing kisses with mystery men, not me...
I've been here over a month and haven't a stray encounter to report. Nicole comes to town and stays 2 days- we are witness to aberrant performance art, topical political commentary by homeless men, and kisses rain like pennies from heaven on her head.
Figures.
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