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Blackberry Nights

June 14, 2010

The restrained warmth of May has passed and we are in the wild, reckless blackberry nights when the moon is huge and lazy and the clouds fly slowly like wisps of ghosts over the Southern humidity.  There are cherries and strawberries and watermelons and, most importantly, cups and cups of blackberries and I eat all of them in one sitting and they feel like little juicy grenades as black as the shimmering heat. Sometimes, in the mornings the sun comes ...

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Welcome, Summer

June 1, 2010

Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit. Dragon Boat paddles near the Potomac River. I count June 1 as the first “real” day of summer, even though the solstice doesn’t come until later and I was already sweating a couple of weeks ago. June always enters rife with the glimmering possibilities of summer.  I always imagine in the late weeks of April that by July I’ll have sunlit tea parties on the banks of the Potomac and frolic on cool verandas in fluffy party ...

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