Mounds of white snakeroot in the yard glow dimly in the light of a half moon. Orion gets one leg over the ridge before he starts to fade, and the soft calls of migrant thrushes fill the trees.
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Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Yes. Thank you for all all the images in these few words. Orion getting one leg over the ridge, especially so.