The garden, in September
"I wish you would come back one day
in May.
I'd love to stroll around with you under
the pergola when the wisteria's
lignifying
sprouts will be gently enwrapped by violet and
purple blossoms, and their wonderful fragrance will
fill the air.""One day in May, I will be here again",
he answered. "Till then, goodbye, Sophia."
(from Doris Lienhard, “Walking Around With Aldo " in fieri" Edition VI SPa)
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