Here, the heady scent of Mountain Laurel fills our lives. Seeps in our open
windows, and fills the view as the statuesque twisted branches high above hold
so many bouquets of tender pink white flowers . The wind blows, and more are
carried away, scattered elegantly across the forest floors. The sun shines and
they glow with the dappled light. Only here for a while, and then so quickly
gone, around here we bask in the sight.
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