Dandelion Wine, Ray Bradbury

Dandelion Wine, Ray Bradbury

RIP Ray Bradbury June 5, 2012.  A True Master of Language and Imagination.  "It was a quiet morning, the town covered over with darkness and at ease in bed. Summer gathered in the weather, the wind had the proper touch, the breathing of the world was long and warm and slow. You had only to rise, lean from your window, and know that this indeed was the first real time of freedom and living, this was the first morning of summer."  From Dandelion Wine

RIP Ray Bradbury June 5, 2012. A True Master of Language and Imagination. "It was a quiet morning, the town covered over with darkness and at ease in bed. Summer gathered in the weather, the wind had the proper touch, the breathing of the world was long and warm and slow. You had only to rise, lean from your window, and know that this indeed was the first real time of freedom and living, this was the first morning of summer." From Dandelion Wine

Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury - explained beautifully Einstein's relativity theory regarding time better than anyone in this one particular passage...

Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury - explained beautifully Einstein's relativity theory regarding time better than anyone in this one particular passage...

Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine

Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine

Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine - when the winter seems never ending read this beautiful book.

Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine - when the winter seems never ending read this beautiful book.

Dandelion Wine -  The summer of '28 was a vintage season for a growing boy. A summer of green apple trees, mowed lawns, and new sneakers. Of half-burnt firecrackers, of gathering dandelions, of Grandma's belly-busting dinner. It was a summer of sorrows and marvels and gold-fuzzed bees. A magical, timeless summer in the life of a twelve-year-old boy named Douglas Spaulding—remembered forever by the incomparable Ray Bradbury.

Dandelion Wine - The summer of '28 was a vintage season for a growing boy. A summer of green apple trees, mowed lawns, and new sneakers. Of half-burnt firecrackers, of gathering dandelions, of Grandma's belly-busting dinner. It was a summer of sorrows and marvels and gold-fuzzed bees. A magical, timeless summer in the life of a twelve-year-old boy named Douglas Spaulding—remembered forever by the incomparable Ray Bradbury.

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