?Summer set lip to earth’s bosom bare, And left the flushed print in a poppy there?.? This is a guest post from Francis Thompson These lines might remind you about your grand mom?s cottage on the hill top amidst the field. It appears like a painting and the thought of it rejuvenates us in between...

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