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May and June.
Soft syllables, gentle names for the two best months
in the garden year:
cool, misty mornings gently burned away with a warming spring sun,
followed by breezy afternoons and chilly nights.
The discussion of philosophy is over; its time for work to begin.
--Peter Loewer
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