A County Night

Brooks Park

Night fast approached as burning summer day dimmed to twilight. Tall weeds and field grass sprouted skyward, untamed and pagan; a procession of intertwining brush ascending a sloping field to meet a freshly mowed yard. Where field growth met a wide swathe of manicured lawn, a wall of weaving thickets stood teetering in a soft breeze.

Exposed on one side, this neatly trimmed yard stretched beside a paved two lane county road. Beyond the property edge the road descended along the slope of the field, disappearing between two dark tree lines. At the bottom of the hill…

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Brooks Park

Mystical Hedonist; Drug Geek; Psychonaut. Prone to irreverent social commentary.