Yesterday morning, twenty-four hours before students and teachers would return from Thanksgiving break, I was cutting across the sunshiny Pergola to fetch from Olympus any mail that might have arrived in the past few days. There, near the toadstool tables …
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Ephemera, 6:47-6:56am Friday 11.10.17 •three horses, stock still and staring at me, in Diamond Hitch turnout •a dozen quail beating it out of the bushes, “Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt!” •bright white mares’-tails in a swivet above the Los Padres foothills •dew-diamonds hanging fire on the …
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