OneWord: Dangle

Over ripened fruit hangs there from the vine. Chilled by an early frost it’s heaven to the small flies and bugs that hover over it. One last taste of summer before the fall

Author: Jonathon

Would rather be out swimming, running, or camping. Works in state government. Spent a youth reading genre-fiction; today, he is making up for it by reading large quantities of non-fiction literature. The fact that truth, in every way, is more fascinating than fiction still tickles him.

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