Arrested Summer

[maryanna]

I am having a love affair with the beach. I feel hard for the earth this time. His name is sandy and he resides at the edge of Ft. La-Dee-Da-Deee. We meet every morning when weather permits. My better judgement is sacrificed for the sake of his company. Hours I spend walking have blistered my feet with a pain, OH THE PAIN I AM SO ADDICTED TO THIS

Comments

[zenloof]

Every child begins the world again, to some extent, and loves to stay outdoors, even in wet and cold. It plays house, as well as horse, having an instinct for it. Who does not remember the interest with which, when young, he looked at shelving rocks, or any approach to a cave? It was the natural yearning of that portion of our most primitive ancestor which still survived in us. From the cave we have advanced to roofs of palm leaves, of bark and boughs, of linen woven and stretched, of grass and straw, of boards and shingles, of stones and tiles. At last, we know not what it is to live in the open air and our lives are domestic in more senses than we think.

[zenloof]

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[viruswithshoes]

don't rub it in