Postcards from Summer, 3

Butterfly weed.

Genevieve.

The Frankensquash that grows in our compost heap.

What I've been waiting for, all summer. RIPE TOMATOES.

Off to Alexis' wedding this weekend! I'm going to cry, a lot, when they say their vows, and when I read my toast, and when I watch them dance to Wonderful Tonight. Oh, heavens. I can't believe this day is finally almost here for my best friend in the whole world.
Even After All this time The sun never says To the Earth, "You owe me." Look What happens With a love like that: It lights the Whole  Sky Source.
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