Each time your feet step on dry grass, a rustle sounds.
Following that sound, the sunlight shifts a little.
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Sunpatch
On days when the scent of dried grass drifts into the room, I stand by the window and feel the breeze for a while. I just turn my head slightly toward the rustling sound.
Late Frost
The peppers laid out on the mat at the edge of the yard were changing color with the sunlight. Even the wind that passed through carried that moment, leaving it untouched.
On days when the scent of dried grass drifts into the room, I stand by the window and feel the breeze for a while. I just turn my head slightly toward the rustling sound.
The peppers laid out on the mat at the edge of the yard were changing color with the sunlight. Even the wind that passed through carried that moment, leaving it untouched.