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Friday, July 29, 2016
Even though the swale is green
mush in places, I walk, switch on
the pump. Roses are still alive
and the Mirabelles--orange droops. Blackberries
out where the jays sit. Bluebirds.
Other birds getting to the feeder. I know
all the lumps in the dry lawn, blind.