All world's favorite season is the spring.
All things seem possible in May.
- Edwin Way Teale
"The bell jar hung, suspended, a few feet above my head. I was open to the circulating air...I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart: I am, I am, I am." ~Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar,
2 comments:
I love me some May too.
that thumbnail picture is cracking me up!
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