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Late summer is an opera with its sizzle and its heat, its vibrancy and color, and flowers smelling sweet.
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It’s a magic combination of steam and sun and rain, lushness and beauty, and that awful twinge of pain when we know it’s almost over – and don’t know what to do.
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The katydids will tell us that we only have once choice – “Surrender to abundance, embrace it while it lasts, give thanks for having seen it and hold its memory fast.”
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