No, not of the corny, lovey dovey kind.
The falls out of pine tree kind.
The kind that sticks to every living thing and gives me a headache.
The kind that leaves giant dark splotches on my kids clothes.
The kind that sticks to their arms, legs and feet.
The kind that makes dirt stick to their arms, legs and feet.
The kind that then tracks dirt into house and grinds into the carpet.
The kind that has spurred the creation of Sap Flops.
The kind that comes only after spending hours running about under pine trees, swinging on a giant tree swing screaming with glee or resting under a shady bough.
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