The Borrowed Afternoon
Eight days from the solstice, the light is extraordinary. A borrowed afternoon — the golden kind. Go find a spot in it before five.
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Eight days from the solstice, the light is extraordinary. A borrowed afternoon — the golden kind. Go find a spot in it before five.
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June Wednesdays, people are measurably nicer. I think it's the light. Let the summer ease work on you today.
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June Saturdays have more hours of light than any other. Maple is prepared for this. She would like you to know the backyard is excellent today.
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Last day of May, a Sunday settle. Let the month be complete. Thank it, set it down gently. June is on the other side of tonight.
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The first Saturday of summer in the heart. Maple has claimed her sunny patch. Let the season actually land on you today.
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Last Friday of May, and summer is knocking. Before it makes any demands, decide what you want from it.
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Memorial Day holds two things at once: the joy of summer beginning and the weight of remembering. Both deserve space today.
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