The Valpo Core Reader
 

Authors

Joshua Ellwein

Document Type

Description Essay

Publication Date

1994

Excerpt

August, what a hot and muggy month. It was one of those typical August days when all a person feels like doing is just lying around the house or poolside and doing absolutely nothing. I was lying sprawled out on my white plastic lawn recliner, constantly shifting, trying to find a cool place for my hot, sweaty skin to rest. It was early afternoon, and I was idly watching the birds flutter around, doing some kind of rain dance since it was too hot to chirp. The grasshoppers, however, were not so overwhelmed by the heat as to stop making their usual noise. The heat intensified the orchestral racket that seemed to rise from the jungle of uncut grass.

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