The Ohio city where I live holds an annual festival every August.
During that festival, we recognize our city as being the home of the scarlet carnation (which is the state flower for anybody who did not know). 276 more words
It’s funny how certain lines from certain films stay with you and the above description of the Provençal countryside, spoken by Jean Cadoret in the beautiful tragedy Jean de Florette, has always had a place in my heart. 297 more words