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Sunday, August 30, 2015

I was driving home early Sunday morning

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* I walk through them. Never looking down. Quick, but steady. I hope I don't trip and fall. They're in my yard, my driveway, exactly where I step off the porch. Exactly where I step into the car. I fling myself into the car, slamming the door, sometimes catching my hair in the door, sometimes catching my clothes in the door. I exhale. I exist with nature. Even scary nature. Sphecius speciosus, Eastern Cicada Killer.

* Giant panda of the Midwest: Ancient yet endangered, lake sturgeon stage a comeback.

* Sturgeon moon.

* Through Bakersfield. Listening to gospel music....... (Jagger, Richards.)

Posted by Marie at August 30, 2015 8:25 PM