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The Day’s Delight: Eternal Summer

Eating lunch at home– at home!– on a blanket in the sunny side yard, a red house at my back and trees everywhere else.

The cat rolling to show her belly (but don’t touch it!), and then moving to the shade when she got too hot.

Bare legs splayed out, a long and flowing skirt, light on shoulders, brightness on closed eyelids.

It feels as if the sun will never set, never move lower to the horizon. As if the birds will never stop singing. As if the trees will rustle and reach their little green prayers indefinitely, forever, upward and out.


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