I realize what a non sequitur this is, but the metrical cadence of “FOLlowing a PATH through the BRACKen in the RAIN” has the air of a line from “Pepper” by the Butthole Surfers—-although your pursuits are far more life-affirming than those of most of the characters in that song.
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common_nature2025-06-12 02:09 pm
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We had such a dry spring here that I had forgotten how much of a joy it is to go walking in the woods, in the rain...
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That magical oak woods scent of rain and greenery and damp earth...
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It was such a peaceful walk, paths winding through the green woods, and the sound of rain falling all around.
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I do get earwormed by some really peculiar songs when I am out walking, but not that one. Yet. :-)
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