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Something was different that morning. The dew glowed over the firs, rubbed grasses into hay between the fingers, made lavender herbs shimmer like downy hairs, and tiny sweet orange beads glimmered on a thousand dark green needles like herbal...

Monsoon presses green through the horizon, pushing clouds of mulch over the land, like fog swirls the earth-brown rain, hanging like steam in the air, barely reaching the ground, roots sway in damp threads over meadows that shimmer like mint gasoline,...