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There are
two seasons in Scotland: June and Winter.
Billy
Connolly
Occasionally
I have come across a last patch of snow on top of a mountain in late May or
June. There's something very powerful about finding snow in summer.
Andy
Goldsworthy
There are
moments, above all on June evenings, when the lakes that hold our moons are
sucked into the earth, and nothing is left but wine and the touch of a hand.
Charles
Morgan
Summer is a
promissory note signed in June, its long days spent and gone before you know
it, and due to be repaid next January.
Hal Borland
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8:42 AM
I'm glad it appears you've had some sunshine return to your world! Sounds like you've been busy as always! Where you off to next?
Much love and many hugs~
When I lived in Alberta, Canada it seemed there were three seasons: July, August and winter. I live in a much warmer part of the country now.
Dearest Claudia,
Lovely quotes for June. From the Scotland quote, made me wonder how is the weather there all year around♡♡♡
Sending you lots of love and hugs from Japan, xoxo Miyako*
Thank god summer has arrived here but we have to devour every little drop as it could disappear at any moment
Wonderful quotes and true, too.
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