There aren't exactly a lot of "lawns" in Turkey. Who knows when the next time will be that I get to lie in the freshly cut grass, surrounded by clover and wishers and bumblebees, staring up at the big blue sky. When you've got a million things to do but a window of 20 glorious minutes left til the dryer buzzes, you just gotta seize the moment.
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