When the heat like a mist veil floats,
And poppies flame in the rye,
And the silver note in the streamlet’s throat
Has softened almost to a sigh.
It is July.
~Susan Hartley Swett (1860–1907)
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July 29, 2009 at 3:34 pm
Hena Tayeb
the redo looks great. i like how you did it in two tones, the top with and the bottom a beige.