by the stars
August 10, 2014 § 4 Comments
Last night’s laughter and easy conversation linger in cluttered rememberings, summer nights strewn like dishes across months of passing company. Our friends are scattered among full corners of our lives, old and new, folded together into the fabric of our lives. Backyard meals and outdoor escapades have drawn smiles that stain against our skin with the sun and stretch golden hours of sun-kissed days into evenings lit by fireflies and campfires.
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Ahhhhh the perfect Summer Night…. 🙂 Beautiful words.
Thank you! One of a string of uncommonly delightful gatherings made exceptional for the unfinished details and lingering threads of conversation.
Same here. Ditto. The whole shebang. Happy Summer, lovely girl.
Love that our summers overlap, different corners of the same experience.