Posted by Loulou on Apr 30, 2014 | 4 comments

You know, for years, when mama was growing up, she loved that hour between sunset and full night that is often called the twilight hour. She used to play with the kids in the neigbborhood until dinner time and the air was sweet and silky, especially in spring and summer, and someone had mowed a lawn and there were grassy smells and earth smells as rich as...

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