clovers
(on noticing)
The rain has driven most of the humidity away. A quick and violent release of pressure that had been slowly swelling all day, pushing down on my shoulders, my back, my legs, is now buried into the earth, settling into the tall grass and lowest points of the hills as a sleepy mist.
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