Yesterday I went out on the porch, exhausted and squinty after a day inside, and the air was full of golden light. The sun shone through the leaves on the tree next door, painting them electric, glowing, springy yellowgreen, with just a few leaves at the edges starting to turn and glow red, like the inside of a tulip, that red red that hurts to look at and can't possibly be real, and the world was perfectly balanced between spring and autumn.
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