Sunday, July 7, 2013

Fireflies

I stood outside this evening for nearly an hour watching the stars and the fireflies, enjoying the scent of wildflowers in the thick summer air, listening to the repeated calls of an owl from a hillside across the valley.  It was so amazingly beautiful! 
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