Two weeks of rain
in June
leaves us
cranky
soggy
waiting to be wrung out
and hung to dry
on the warm clotheslines of July
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Observations from a hometown girl who never quite managed to get out of Podunk.
The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance; the wise grows it under his feet.
~ James Oppenheim
~ James Oppenheim
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