7.7.20 // Southern Summer

I didn't have a chance to formally say goodbye to the south, but I started writing about it in our final days there...
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To the sweet scents of southern summer.
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I wish I could bottle you and carry you on.
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From the mud-filled jaunts to the humidity dense days.
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Your transition from soft new greens to thick honeysuckle blooms.
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You've guided us through the midst of a global pandemic. Blindly unaffected and still casting your intoxicating smells as a reminder of the magic right outside of our front door.