The summer sun was relentless, broken only by an occasional, merciful trade wind. All the ladies had their hair up, complaining, except for one who reveled in the early arrival of summer, knowing the heat carried with it delicious portents and the promise of sultry pleasures.
(Okay, they were just palm trees, but this world needs a little dressing up now and then.) 🙂
Ha ha I looked for the ladies for half an hour before I realized what you meant!
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We’re men, Ed. It’s only natural. lol 🙂
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