04 Mar high pitched air on a lovely Saturday morning
That crisp, high pitch loveliness of the air in the morning. Tart and fresh. Beautiful to walk under the trees and feel the air on my skin.
It is the high notes of life – like balsamic vinegar or a sweet, high note in a happy song.
The trees drip their shade onto a sunlit world.
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