SHEEP MEADOW OPENS

After three days of rain the grass was lush and ground cool, puddles in the Ramble and all the ice cream vendors closed at 6 but one. We sang a song as sun slid down between twin peaks of a distant building:

I'm just juggling oranges
Apples, cherries and limes
The speed of falling objects
Is how I measure my time

Gates & King | Sheep Meadow | April 18, 1998

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