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Solstice
The songbirds ushered in the Solstice, singing spun light from the northeastern horizon, pouring it into my neighbourhood, spilling a beam on the bench in my front yard.
Life depends on Earth being not too hot, not too cold – but just right. Can we keep it that way?
The songbirds ushered in the Solstice, singing spun light from the northeastern horizon, pouring it into my neighbourhood, spilling a beam on the bench in my front yard.
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