Agreeable eye.

an eudæmonistarchives

aestive

Through all the varied lawns the grass once green again is brown, the summer dulling even as does winter. I am a winter creature myself, and these warm days, clear skies and noisome jocundities cause me to ache for a long nap ’til sweet reason returns with the fall; the merest mention of aestivation, however, receives stern frowns — even (especially) from bears well known to hibernate.


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