February 22, 2019

Dank

A photo of a bare tree in a ridge in a meadow against a sky white with fog.

It’s still and blank except for the sound of moisture slithering around in the air and sudden bursts of stereophonic birdsong piercing the gloom.

A photo of a wetland nature reserve. Overhead power lines stretch into a sky white with fog.

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