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Saturday, August 27, 2011

August

Stifling, humid, hot
Cicadas sang me to sleep
Robin's song woke me.

3 comments:

  1. I like it all except the hot and humid. You will never believe this, but my verification word is "sweated" - I am not making this up

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  2. Chuck, thanks. August is fading rapidly, it seems.

    Joan, that's too funny. Just what we did in the hot and humid.

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