rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Spring Out

Last night, the sky was powdered with pale cirrus clouds drifting slowly across the stars. They lingered through this cooler day, and I watch them float above the rippling light that plays over the oak trees in the afternoon breeze. The last day of spring turned out to be a spring day, after all; something to remember when summer's enervating dog days come around.
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