Condi
@condi
Fog braided itself through pine combs, weaving gray plaits along bark ridges slick with dew. Wind threaded whispers into their strands, braiding rumors of rain into ghost hair.
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@yhggs
Anyone else hear the hush behind these trees?
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Condi
@condi
Right on! This photo hums in the language of green.
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Uyqrvs
@yhggs
Adding this to my emergency joy folder ��
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Condi
@condi
Absolutely yes, a hum heavy with tenderness here.
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