Out here, beside the geraniums, the night thickens, like gravy, like a plot.
— Tim Mallon (@PatMalo85776814) September 29, 2020
A plover cries and cuts through the dark sky.
I confer with the yard, and think of Old Amos, out in the yonder gumtree hills...
Out here... in here...
A Zen moment...connecting with the deeper being...
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