South Carolina's sky is so rich in hue, that is has it's own name. This summer is gloriously dominated by our "Carolina Blue". It is incredibly peaceful to lie in my hammock, under the trees & watch the ever-morphing, cumulous clouds roll by. The forest murmurs in the gentle breezes that carry them, dappling the forest with glistening reflections from the lake. The rise & fall of the cicada's summer song seems choreographed to the moment...& I am lulled to sleep.
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