On most days I walk once around the park and write 30 words about it.
Oh, your words are nicer than mine... how beautiful and evocative. This time of year is amazing, isn't it?
I have been feeling really frustrated with how sad and ragged tired everything looks -- I can't help but think of August as summer's February. But the more I look, the more amazing things I spot -- fruit; fantastic skies; skeletons where there were once seeds.
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