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Wednesday, June 17, 2009

afternoon in Vermont

it's odd to feel the baking sun when the only heat is from the rays themselves and not the air around you. one small cloud could make it cold again.
But for the moment my skin was pink and warm.
Posted by kara at 22:34
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