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A promise, on a cold, rainwet day …

  
Summer comes.

It cannot be stopped, will not be held back.

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It pushes up from the southernmost places, unfurling in gold light.

The icecicles grow narrow. 

The pond darkens at its center — liquid underneath, warming into wet.

Small green things force their way out of the earth and into the sun — believing, as they always do, that winter cannot last.

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Oh, friends … I can promise you this:

Summer stops for nothing. ❀

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36 thoughts on “A promise, on a cold, rainwet day …

  1. I was surprised to see a color photo along your words πŸ™‚ Yesterday we had such a wonderful weather here in Switzerland, clear blue sky and the sun was shining – it was the best! Today we’re back to clouds.

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