"At the beach - time you enjoyed wasting, is not wasted." ~ T. S. Eliot
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness! Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core. -John Keats
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