June 25, 2021

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After a day of rain, in a greenhouse humidity at daybreak baked lightly all night under the watchful eye of a full moon, the lushness of green as far as the eye can see and as deep as a nose can inhale, the woodpeckers echoing drumbeat and the bullfrogs droning song the only sounds, all deposited deep in my memory bank to be withdrawn some cold dark day as a pleasant dividend in the middle of February.