pink*fish:
"So they lie by the side of the road, and they get to canoodling and laughing and getting all silly"
pink*fish:
“Every tree and plant in the meadow seemed to be dancing, those which average eyes would see as fixed and still”
pink*fish:
“Landscapes have a language of their own, expressing the soul of the things, lofty or humble, which constitute them, from the mighty peaks to the smallest of the tiny flowers hidden in the meadow's grass”