The latest warm spell broke last night w/ a thunderstorm. This morning there's a light fog with drizzle. Tall grass should be wet enough today. Went out to try washing my face in the morning dew. Found a patch of trefoil that looked inviting, brushed my hands through it, and brought up my hands to wash my face. Felt great! Cool, fresh, and a bit visceral. Definately a Midsummer tradition to continue. In fact I plan on doing it more mornings during this summer - just to perfect the technique.
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