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I am home again. Havn't been home much lately and it shows. Summer has soaked in, taken over with her smells, with the grass growing over the walk ways, the crawling bugs eating the thick air, the birds lecturing their young with screeches, no longer whistling thier love songs. This old house is saturated in summer froth and I dog paddle from room to room trying to stay busy while growing a mossy beard.