Last night , walking the dogs, I heard the first cicada of the summer. Just one tentative trill as we walked out the gate. Cicada weather is green tea weather.
There was still dew on the bamboo at 6.30 this morning
and for a brief moment I had the lemon tree in my tea cup.
I have settled back into place.
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I was a bit haunted by those ghost doorways...ghostly gateways into peacefulness. The full moon here has been exceptionally strong and bright...
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