![]() What can I tell you, Friend, but that the reading experience was wondrous-as it always is-and over much too fast. Knew I had to sit upon it, too, when cracking the cover of Ray Bradbury’s Dandelion Wine, the book I’ve faithfully returned to at the start of every summer since the end of my seventh grade year. It was time to make winter leave.Īnd in my effort to welcome the new season, I knew I had to have that lawn furniture in place. (Don’t even get me started with wing nut L.) The point is, it wasn’t easy, but it was necessary. That lawn furniture resisted my advances, played dumb as I tried to fit washer M into socket C. is not the ideal time for much of anything, certainly not turning bolts and screws into place. I woke up at dawn this morning to assemble the lawn furniture after a long winter, I was desperate to let summer begin. ![]()
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