My parents’ friends have a house on top of a hill and it has lots of woods all around. It is the only house up there. One time they invited us to a party at their house. Lots of people came and it was summertime.
In the back of their house was a big garden. A [...]
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6. The smell of basil in summertime
Posted in Memoir, tagged basil, grape stomping, Memoir, summer on 13 May, 2008 | 4 Comments »
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