June 26, 2017

Yesterday was a day of possibilities. Pillowy clouds against a blue sky.

Then a storm shoved its way through, snapping arms off maples, birches, cottonwoods, slamming red cannas face-down on the ground.

On looking at the aftermath, my husband and I stared long at the yar...

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