High summer. Birds, cacadas, sunshine, turtles, frogs, more sunshine, every shade of green, a faery door in a tree and still more sunshine.
The door is not store bought. Someone mysteriously cut it perfectly to fit the knot in the tree. Or maybe there's really something living behind it. I prefer to live in mystery.
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