This is a brief ode to sitting in my garden. After a long and very busy day, there is little more satisfying than sitting in my garden. The last bit of light from the setting sun is fading from the sky. The heat of the day is gone, but the humidity stays on. The cicadas loudly vibrate their tymbals, making their familiar droning chorus as they try to draw in a mate. Traffic noises are rare. Although mosquitos are around my insect repellent seems to be working, thankfully. It is peaceful in my garden.
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