Dandelion Wine, again.

"Bees do have a smell, you know, and if they don't they should, for their feet are dusted with spices from a million flowers."

"Saying them them over and over on the lips, like a smile, like a sudden patch of sunlight in the dark. Dandelion wine. Dandelion wine. Dandelion wine."

"It was because they felt the way it feels every summer when you take off your shoes for the first time and run in the grass. They felt like it feels sticking your feet out of the hot covers in wintertime to let the cold wind from the open window blow on them suddenly and you let them stay out a long time until you pull them back in under the covers again to feel them, like packed snow."

My favorite book. And a new season right around the corner. Yessireebob.