Fullness

There is a fullness, a richness to the end of June like no other month.

The field and woods and sky saturated with color. The growing world nearing fruition. The life force maturing all around us, and in us, too.

It seems the culmination of the year, a tumescence before fruit drops to the earth and seeds take flight.

Surely, you feel it, too, my friend.

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