Anita Desai Quotes

Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.

Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July. (Anita Desai)

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Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.
Anita Desai Quotes: Greenness hangs, drips and sways from every branch and twig and frond in the surging luxuriance of July.