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Spring

The sound of the shoals, laughter and the smell of spring and honeysuckle.

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Doris Culverhouse

Date: 10/12/2009 4:16:00 PM

cool rains, rock music, the smell of grilling meat also comes to mind here. :)

Nicole Sharon Brown

Date: 10/12/2009 10:05:00 AM

Wow! Awesome! Write On!

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Date: 9/17/2009 1:48:00 PM

Hi Doris Nice Monoko Smiles, Dane

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 9/17/2009 5:18:00 AM

You skipping the winter also Doris. I thought I might and go straight to Spring. Excellent Monoku. Thank you for your kind comments. Love, Carol

Abe Lopez

Date: 9/16/2009 8:05:00 PM

preparing us for summer ..... what a delight!

John Freeman

Date: 9/16/2009 6:30:00 PM

Doris, you sound like you might, as myself, have a little country inside yourself. As you used the word shoals, not rapids as some writers do. Any way there's nothing like the smell of honysuckles on a warm summer evening. Beautiful write, vivid memories brings to my mind as a youth. God bless, Sincerely Moses

Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/16/2009 4:50:00 PM

Nicely done Monoku. Keep writing. Mom