Today, I sat in the sun and watched the shadows dancing across the bamboo leaves.
The grass formed delicate little patterns on my hands.
I spied the shadow of an ant scurrying across a fallen leaf from the bean tree.
The insects fluttered and tumbled in the last glimmers of warmth.
The smoke bush seemed almost to burn in the setting sun.
The heat of the day morphed into muggy evening.
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