countryside, summer, wildflowers

a time, a place

We were packed in the car with the windows down. I swipe at the mess of hair blowing around in front my eyes and sit up tall so I can see out. A sharp curve takes the car over the hill, and we pass cows out to pasture. A wire fence, tall weeds along the side of the road, and Queen Anne’s Lace.

A long time ago.

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