A day in hot August after hard work in fields and kitchen in a time now gone by of a nostalgic rememberance of yesteryear. When a family gather’s after a hot day of work at the old swimming hole on the farm.

A poem relating flowers to relationships.

Much more do I prefer the sweet singing of birds in the woods and quaint bluebells in their hoods…

About a playful snowman, and frolicking.

Mina and Hwang, frolicking in the forest.

What happens in the nightclub?