with a note so beautiful I have to include an excerpt as well.
"The hydrangea heads sprawl drenched and extravagant along the vegetable garden, the sky looks moody with thunderstorms brewing inland and off the water, and my skin still feels the lusciousness of a swim stolen mid-day in the pond. How does this summer night find you?"
from Elizabeth W. Garber: Village Soup: A Year of Poetry from a Wealth of Maine Poets: Condensing sweetness of summer into short treasures of poems
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