Sitting // mobloging - Lograh
13:08 - Sitting // mobloging
Flowers falling as squirells dine on strawberries overhead.
Honeybees checking every discarded blossom for any traces of nectar.
I can smell the target of their pursuit, the scent sweetly filling
The partially shaded sun warming my back and a gentle breeze cools my
I sit, surrounded by priceless treasures in the heart of the city.