Monica: Summer is at its peak, bursting with color, scent, flavor. My favorite fruits are abundant at the market, and I've hardly washed them and set them in a bowl before they've nearly disappeared.
Evelyn: Something about the clouds and the warm sun through my open car window brought a trickle of tears to my eyes. The days have been pleasant, with blossoming clouds in the afternoon, and intermittent bursts of sun as the sky shifts and moves. I had a lot of help today to pack my kitchen and bathroom, but I still feel frazzled. The sun feels familiar, something that will follow me no matter where I go, dependable and consistent.
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