Carolina Jessamine
Draped across bare trees
With reddening buds of spring
Clusters of yellow bugles
Sing to me
The chorus of woodland nymphs
Native bees
A mix of thoughts, experiences, flash fiction, poetry and humor of Ann Bennett.
I wrote the following post last November. I love going to the movies but the overwhelming selection of horror movies makes it hard to find o...
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