Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Scattered Showers.

Drizzling out at the puppet show. Pouring out by what will be the loop, if they can ever get the ends to meet. Here: humid. Still. Noisy. Rain overnight, but not since. Dogwood out front making red berries. Dogwoods all up and down the street, healthy and not, showing color. Sun low enough back behind the house to where the petunias don't have much bloom left in them. Sentence fragments. The hum. That kind of thing.

Hum theory #3,657: it's been there for months, but we've only noticed since the cicadas packed it in.

It's an odd sky out there. September is a damn strange month.

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