The last warm riverbank runoff of the year. A pair of adolescent ducks, mottled brown and luminous green. Tucked away quietly in a current-carved hollow. Drifting from a higher branch to a lower one, a sparrow mimics early fall leaves. Overripe hawthorn and zen-stacked stones. A brown dragonfly circles a withering glade. The familiarity of being lost out in the open for the final, waning hours.
11:24 a.m. - 2020-10-22
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