sweet swaying in the breeze…

Buckeye trees are in bloom with their long white flowered filled stalks. The wonderful cool breeze is pushing them around. They dance in perfectly choreographed waves, softly brushing against their invisible air partner.

I fall in love with them all over again. And then they envelope me with the sweet scent from flower center. I am sunk.

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