The evergreen pitch pines were bursting at the seams golden powder wafting through sun-soaked breezes Brown soil was still wet from yesterday’s storm smelling oddly sweet as it squished beneath my feet And a black snake basked poised to do nothing but sit and soak
Colors of the Gunks
Colors of the Gunks
Colors of the Gunks
The evergreen pitch pines were bursting at the seams golden powder wafting through sun-soaked breezes Brown soil was still wet from yesterday’s storm smelling oddly sweet as it squished beneath my feet And a black snake basked poised to do nothing but sit and soak