“ the pear tree soaking in the alto chant of the visiting bees, the gold sun and the panting breath of the breeze”” p. 11
“from the leaf buds to snowy virginity of bloom” p. 10
“the scant dozen of shame – faced houses in the sand and palmetto root” p. 34
“but enough incredulous laughter burst out of their eyes and leaked from the corners of their mouths “ p. 37
“that fresh new taste about them like young mustard greens in the spring” p. 67
“She’s got those big brown eyes with plenty of shiny white that makes them shine like brand new money” p. 67
“looked like the standing roots of some old tree that had been torn away in a storm” p.12
“through pollinated air she saw a glorious being coming up the road” p11
“The noon sun filtered through the leaves of the fine oak where she sat and made lacy patterns on the ground” p.27
“Went up the new cut road in a wine colored red” p. 41
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