Though closer still the blinds we pull
To keep the shady parlour cool,
Yet he will find a chink or two
To slip his golden fingers through.
Yet he will find a chink or two
To slip his golden fingers through.
~
from "Summer Sun" by Robert Louis Stevenson
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We love our sun puddles
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I really like this photo. And the poem. Beautiful.
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