About this app

Summer in the deep South is not only a season, a climate, it’s a dimension. Floating in it, one must be either proud or submerged.
Walking the streets of Charleston in the late afternoons of August was like walking through gauze or inhaling damaged silk
And so we dreamed and loved and planned by fall and winter, and the full flush of the long Southern spring, till the hot winds rolled from the fetid Gulf, till the roses shivered and the still stern sun quivered its awful light over the hills of Atlanta.
Down here in the deep, dark South we know and live with the real world. Candy-Land idealism is quietly suffocated in the relentless humidity. This is the world where fist meets face. This is where the calluses on a man’s hand are bigger than his conscience, and dreams get drowned in sweat and tears.
The air was oppressive even in the early morning hour, hot with the scorching promise of a noon of glaring blue sky and pitiless bronze sun.
Louisiana in September was like an obscene phone call from nature. The air — moist, sultry, secretive, and far from fresh — felt as if it were being exhaled into one’s face. Sometimes it even sounded like heavy breathing
Men’s stiff collars wilted by nine in the morning. Ladies bathed before noon and after their three o’clock naps. And by nightfall were like soft teacakes with frosting from sweating and sweet talcum. The day was twenty-four hours long, but it seemed longer.
All around the grey rock broke the blue skyline in craggy peaks. Even in a photograph you could tell it was summer, for this range was only naked of its snow June through early September. The rest of the year they were as white-peaked as any storybook mountains. In any other year, at any other time I would have stood here in awe, admiring the view, revelling in this land God gave us. But now all I see is despair ahead. I can't just sit here and paint them, I have to cross them before the snow comes. After that I can't come back until it's gone again, who knows where I'll stay, how I'll live or even if I'll get back in time. It could be pointless, and if it is I'll never see her again. But if I don't go she'll know I never tried, that I choose to cherish her end rather than fight for the future she deserves.
****Features****
** Easy to download and free.
** HD Beautiful Summer Wallpaper doesn't need the internet connection to work well
** Set as home wallpaper
** All images are high quality and support for android phones, tablet etc.
** Set a selected image as Wallpaper
** Share with other users
** High quality and high definition HD Beautiful Summer Wallpaper.
** It's compatible with almost all kinds of android devices.
** It takes very little space from your device.
** Easy navigation.
** Neat & Clean design.
** Easy to Use.
** New Wallpapers are added daily – collect them all! Through my ID GrassTech

App Permissions

Allows applications to open network sockets.
Allows applications to access information about networks.
Allows applications to set the wallpaper.
Allows an application to write to external storage.
Allows using PowerManager WakeLocks to keep processor from sleeping or screen from dimming.
Allows an application to read from external storage.