July 14, 2020

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The flowers of summer, more vibrant in the darkness of an early morning rain, lush in petals and assorted plumage, enjoying each resting droplet until they are mysteriously allowed to roll off after a long, nourishing cling or are blown dry with the sweet kiss of the slightest breeze, plush and opulent for a brief moment in time, a memory meant to last a winter.