Breeze On Me

I very much miss walking about with the breeze on my face, arms, and legs—it was such a visceral pleasure.  I am glad that I realized the joy of a breeze for the years I had it.  Recently I was wheeled about in a medical complex, from one pointless, expensive test to another, and the attendant's fast push on my wheelchair put a breeze on me that brought back delicious memories.

Caption:  Annmarie Throckmorton In The Breeze 2012.

 

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