✿⁀⋱‿”˜ƸӜƷ˜”‿.•⁀❀⁀⋱‿✻‿.•⁀✿ Pull up a chair, kick off your shoes and sit for a while on the Back Porch. Ponder the sites, chew on the words and laugh if the feeling moves you. Savor the cool breeze, enjoy the smell of sweet olive, jasmine and fresh cut grass. Join us for a tall glass of ice cold sweet tea. ✿⁀⋱‿✻‿.•⁀❀”˜ƸӜƷ˜”❀⁀⋱‿✻‿.•⁀✿
Sunday, March 9, 2014
My NOLA
China with chips.Traditions older than memory of purpose.Cool drinks offered and passed around.Spirits mix with music and temperature and begin to drunken my soul.The humidity clings to my skin and brings the comfort of an old blanket.
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