Friday September 14, 2018

The dampness thickens into drizzle. Its soundtrack: the unending trill of tree crickets. The forest begins to glisten like a salamander.

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  1. So glad you are back in Pennsylvania! I live nearby, so what you write here gives words to the great beauty that I see around me. Not that I minded England, thanks for sharing your journey there with us. Is glad you got to expand your world across the ocean in step withy your new marriage.

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    1. Thanks for the comment. When I’m in London I miss the mountain, and when I’m here I miss Rachel. That’s human existence in a nutshell, I guess.

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