I'm reading a book that is the retelling of the Trojan War from the time of the Greek myths. The introduction of every male character includes a description of his beard.
I catch a whiff of a musty smell in the woods and I am instantly transported back to Cabin 10 my first year at sleepaway camp.
The internet has definitively determined that the small swimming creatures in our birdbath are mosquito larvae and not tadpoles, much to Deborah's chargrin.
Usually Amazon's recommendations are pretty good, but the current heat wave may have gotten to the algorithm. A section titled Apparel for You, the website displayed a girl's school
I’ll always remember that picture of my family standing in front of our house. I only ever saw the one copy that hung in our living room. It was a small picture