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Sunlight warmth, lapping water at my toes, a cricket chirps. [Calgary, Aug 1st] |
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Stained trunk, brown crinkled leaves-- not long, my friend. [Calgary, Aug 2nd] |
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The quiet one-- a pretty smile she wears and he is caught. [Calgary, Aug 3rd] |
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Windy sky grey with recent rain, leaves on the path. [Calgary, Aug 4th] |
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A racing shadow on the dusty sward... a seagull in the clear blue sky. [Calgary, Aug 5th] |
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Green hills vanish in the growing mist grey, shivering. [Montreal, Aug 6th] |
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On the hill an old stone church, golden in the sun. [Montreal, Aug 7th] |
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On a bench beneath the gentle trees they kiss. [Montreal, Aug 8th] |
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Crumbling sidewalks edge a field of litter and scrubby grass. [Montreal, Aug 10th] |
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Scudding clouds raindrops on my shirt, running home. [Montreal, Aug 11th] |
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Languid rain wind whispered petals shadowed moon. [Montreal, Aug 12th] |
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Falling water rocks gleaming in the sun ripples spreading. [Montreal, Aug 13th] |
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Sitting by the pond dozing in the fragrant shade busy bees. [Montreal, Aug 14th] |
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Lightning flashes banners ripple in the wind... their fate's to die. [Montreal, Aug 15th] |
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Spread below the wide horizon speeds the building clouds. [Montreal, Aug 16th] |
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Enticing eyes and skin of glowing gold, she pirouettes. [Montreal, Aug 17th] |
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Blazing sun hot dusty air, traffic at a stand. [Montreal, Aug 18th] |
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Clouds part and send the radiant sun to darkened earth. [Calgary, Aug 19th] |
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Scent of gasoline, thick stubborn grass, blazing sun. [Calgary, Aug 20th] |
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The rising sun warms away the river's night-built chill. [Calgary, Aug 21st] |
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Reflected sky and ripples at the water's edge, a murmur soft. [Calgary, Aug 22nd] |
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Drifting with the stream, six bikinied girls laughing in the sun. [Calgary, Aug 23rd] |
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Riverside rocks young man sits hunched cold, grey water. [Calgary, Aug 24th] |
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Among the trees across the dark river, soft silver light. [Calgary, Aug 25th] |
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Rain patters through the quiet leaves a glistening splash. [Montreal, Aug 26th] |
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A tumbled wall of brick cement and stone, the grasses deep. [Montreal, Aug 27th] |
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Rumpled bed and straightened empty chair, closing door. [Montreal, Aug 28th] |
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Enclosing trees so gently stir, a sparrow scratches on the path. [Montreal, Aug 29th] |
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Still walking long cold corridors... a clanging gate. [Montreal, Aug 30th] |
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Teens and cars hot smoking tires, warm summer eve. [Montreal, Aug 31st] |
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