In my Xanadu, the weather is warm; the sun is shining; and tropical philodendron growing; and there is always a gentle breeze bringing rain from the ocean to my garden.
Enjoy the first part of Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem Kubla Khan:
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles under of fertile ground
And there were gardens right with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Thank you for visiting my Xanadu on Back Forty
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