the sky says it’s so —
it’s coming
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the air is fraught
with heat & humidity
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shades drawn
crank up the A/C
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drink plenty of fluids
keep your cool
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summer is here
for real
extreme
Pardon my French but it’s true
Daily writing prompt
If you could change the ending of any book, which one would it be?
Any book that culminates in the election of the Orange Asshole ~
I’d have swung from their branches
twin weeping willows
the other side of the fairway
cascading greenery
a waterfall of childhood reveries
a la Billy Preston
painting my own
Kandinsky circles
muted colors
orbit round & round
in the dark, wee hours of the night
thoughts molding intent —
jagged mind-shapes,
hazards pursued
by uncompromising notions,
weary hearts & souls
seeking resolutions,
somehow content both while at rest
and at war
a quiet plenitude
now comes the rain
tall grasses & flowers swoon
in its loveliness,
leaning in to the grace
of its gentle lines
summery
mystery dahlia —
first bud,
eager anticipation
for any & every color
under the sun
insanity
our zoo membership first outing,
an early morning adventure
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9:15 & the parking lot
already a chaotic tangle
*
legions of little ones
tiny tots, all those eager faces!
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moms & dads, the grands too
pushing strollers, single
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and double-wide,
tricked-out wagons, very chic
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so much to see & we haven’t yet
even stepped inside the gate
slow it down
mental acumen
no longer quite as crisp
*
the world is a cage
filled with angry beasts
snarling, clawing, grasping
through thick iron bars
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walk on by, Julie
walk on by
pencil sketch
A Sawyer's Daughter 
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