Nature

A place to discussion nature on Farcaster

summer’s first whispers — fragile, fleeting, perfect. hold on too tight, and it slips away. let go, and it dances with the wind

some things exist only in the act of disappearing

what’s your earliest summer memory?

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My earliest summer memory is a trip to the sea with my parents. An incredibly touching memory, thank you for taking me back to my childhood 1000 $degen

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Now you can take your parents or children to the sea yourself, or just go with friends