We’ve walked at Aldergrove Lake Park when the trails were the only haven, the meadow a swath of scorching light.
But today the rain has turned down the volume. No glaring blaring all surrounding brightness.
Instead, trails cool and fern fresh.
Vine Maple glow and blackberry glisten.
The meadow inhales and exhales as it pulls us along.
We surprise a tiny baby rabbit and an even tinier frog.
We pause on the wooden bridge and spot crayfish waving their lobster like claws.
Hello September.
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