This time of the year when nights and days have exactely the same lenght, nights are cooler, days begin drenched in dew and under the bluest morning sky. After noon gigantic cotton like clouds
go even Souther...maybe, maybe to dance the Tango in Buenos Aires...
"... and I say to myself: what a woderful world!"
This is the extra super ultra maxi rare Dyckia splendens (about being described)
Days like today...you should be here...even the lawn looks tasty, perfumed....
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