Lunch break

[squirmelia]

I climbed a tree amongst the cow parsley and dandelions, while the butterflies fluttered past. This was in the meadow between the railway line and the busy main road, now verdant and thick with grasses. Everything had grown so much since I was last there. It was six o'clock in Fairyland according to the dandelion clock.

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[squirmelia.livejournal.com]

Also, the day after: picture me, standing in the tree, blowing the dandelion seeds into the air.

[bennybunny.livejournal.com]

Dream or not, *that* is the way summer should be spent.

[solitarywalker.livejournal.com]

The dandelions are mostly gone already, here.