The light stays later. In the waning afternoon, I watch the shadows of the dried prairie flowers climb the wall. Full sun today. Forty degrees. Couldn't keep myself inside. Four walks with the dog.
degrees.
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The light stays later. In the waning afternoon, I watch the shadows of the dried prairie flowers climb the wall. Full sun today. Forty degrees. Couldn't keep myself inside. Four walks with the dog.
degrees.
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