I sit here on a warm June night, on a cushy porch chair, dog lying beside me, typing away. Aside from the occasional passing car, I hear the call of night birds, some chirping from my rhododendron that is slowing losing its leaves (can birds nest in a rhododendron bush?), and the trickle of my neighbor's fountain. It is still and peaceful, not yet warm enough for fireflies.
God I love summer.
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