Drunken air
Under the plum trees, covered in blossom before they get leaves (so they look drifts of snow) the air is so thick with the scent of plum blossom that it's like walking through wine.
Labels: just to say
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My current crusade is to make sure creative people have wills. Read the blog post about it, and see a sample will.
