Another long stride and I'd have stepped on these ducks, who were so engrossed in their preening they seemed unaware of my approach.
Escargot, anyone?
The intensely sweet scent of honeysuckle permeates the air long before the flowers come into view. And honeysickle vines crawl along several of the stone and brick walls in Staunton, or light posts...or anywhere else they can grab hold.
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