Friday, June 20, 2008

Summer Solstice.

Hey, summer. What a way to come in. 72 degrees already and falling fast. Yet another cool night. My clock's all damaged. It's still light enough for a good game of pickle. These are the nights when I don't even think about dinner until ten o'clock.

I'm sure they've been going for a week or more, but I just — just — heard my first cicada.

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