Wednesday, June 29, 2005
On these hot, sultry summer days, the perfume of the trumpet lilies is so thick and sweet, you can almost feel it, and at night as we sit on the screen porch watching the lightning bugs, and listening to the frogs, every time a little breeze stirs, the aroma of the lilies wafts into the house . Add the rumble of distant thunder, and I'm in heaven.
// posted by IBOY @ 12:07 PM 
