much excitement at the neighbors' house today, band of boys testing their limits and having their first encounter with police and firefighters.
during the drama, a fly sat on the tip of a rhododendron leaf out our window. green grass and dark shadows beyond, it was occupied with cleaning its legs, cleaning under it wings, utterly undisturbed by the human fiasco.
like any other creature in the world, taking the time to care for itself.
camping until next wednesday, will write when i return.
A lark constellation hangs in the night sky, beating its wings as it lifts off the ground. Everything I love, this whole earth, is under the lark.
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