It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.
Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.
Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.