Lost and found is my eureka! blog, my rediscovery of my short fiction and poetry submissions published in literary magazines and university literary journals some decades ago. Interspersed, occasionally, with more recent, hitherto unpublished pieces.
No question, the heat-crazed sun and high humidity qualify this as one scorcher of a day. As it happens this year, one such heat-box summer of a dog-day's after another. The clear water endlessly trickling deep within the forested ravine has become lackadaisical, winking its way down the almost-parched watercourse heavy with clay.
Goldenrod nods its deep yellow plumes in an overheated wisp of wind. Wild raspberries ripen into fiery-red, sour-mouthed berries, small and mean. Queen Anne's lace flaunts its dry, aristocratic daintiness. Cowvetch, asters, purple loosestrife and brilliant sunflowers colour the heat-struck forest understory.
A nuthatch nonchalantly vacates its perch on a hoary old hemlock, while a downy woodpecker bravely assaults the trunk of a spruce; nothing out of the ordinary on this energy-sapping day where the furred wildlife still scurry frantically about, searching mysterious advantage.
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