August 3rd 2016

Driving into Norwich. There must have been a wedding maybe a week or so ago.
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····roadside wedding sign—deflated
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I’ve gotten so I enjoy driving less than the limit, listening to Bach, soaking in the beauty of the countryside. The clouds are works of art and the fields are awash in the colorful distillation of sunning wildflowers. I’ll rumble along dirt roads doing 15, arm out the window. So many nooks and crannies—the turns and reversals of a roadside brook—and then a field and long fence.
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····farmhouse—clapboards the color of a hundred
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I’m in no hurry, these days, and I like it like that.
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271 August 3rd 2016 | bottlecap
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