BLINDS AND VISTAS

I hear the city is hotly calling for closed windows, blinds and air conditioning; at our house, in contrast, everything is open, cool and filled with vistas; got up this morning and the Lake was centered with a band of brilliant orange-gold from the sun behind some purple clouds over all that was silent but for the early semi, all that was unmoving but for an orange-headed, golden-eyed white cattle egret, gliding through the intense jade feathers of richening rice stalks, long-black-legged slow, as though doing all that need be done in the world, and carefully. Made for the job, as one might suppose we were too, until we go into the city.

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