Summer Solstice
the dog days of summer are upon us
Summer is here. Just like that she has overtaken me, outrun me and has me in a stranglehold. Am I ready? It matters not, she has throw me into sticky days of sweat and harvest, blackberries, farmer tans, salt on my lips and work so high I can barely reach it. The weeds outpace me and the call of the mockingbird…
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