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Jul Sep |
Here We Are
Here we are by the still waters of the blackwater pond.
Here we are, reading and writing in rocking chairs on the porch of the pine log cabin as the western wind blows in a few broken clouds from the lake and the sky turns pink and orange and lavender.
Here we are as darkness settles on the woods and shadows grow deep beneath the trees and silhouettes of giant oaks and ancient virgin pine stumps stand silently among the younger maples and oaks in the gathering dark.
Here we are at last.
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