Dandelion Wine

In the summer newsletters, I usually add a little poem that describes a bit of what I love about that particular season.  In the email version, they get to see it too.  But I wasn't able to squish it in to the post yesterday with the body of the letter - or at least not in the pretty way that I wanted to.

So today I wanted to share that part too.  It's a quote from the book "Dandelion Wine" by Ray Bradbury.  Dandelion wine is a sort of fermented wine, made with dandelion petals, citrus fruits and spices or herbs.  The main character's grandmother made this wine - and it served as a metaphor for packing all of the joys of summer into a single bottle.  Nice, huh?

"It was a quiet morning, the town covered over with darkness and at ease in bed. Summer gathered in the weather, the wind had the proper touch, the breathing of the world was long and warm and slow.  You had only to rise, lean from your window, and know that this indeed was the first real time of freedom and living, this was the first morning of summer."

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