A slightly later dawn picture.
Today they repave the street which is fun.
Gooey tar and sprinkled pebbles.
In the back yard, the butterfly bush.
It's only when not in New York that I realize
how frenetic it is there and how much
energy is buzzing and buzzing all around
even when one isn't doing very much at all.
Is unbuzz word?
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