We were packed in the car with the windows down. I swipe at the mess of hair blowing around in front of 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.
etikser 
I have this same memory…lovely!
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Thank you!
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A sweet memory.
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Yes, it was, and thanks.
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Sweet
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Beautiful and vivid.
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Thank you
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This is delightfully lovely.
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Thank you!
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