Part 1: Midsummer Morn "O, do not tell the priest our plight, For he would call it a sin, But we have been out in the woods all night, A-conjuring summer in." I wasn't, of course, though I did talk to Jim from 2 a.m. to 4. Throughput here seems to be better at night. "And we bring you news by word of mouth, Great news for cattle and corn! Now is the sun come out of -- er, into -- the south, With Oak and Ash and Thorn." I spent this Midsummer Day sitting in the lounge at Pinot Lodge, waiting to be taken to the bus stop at 3 p.m.. It was a peaceful, quiet day. I reread *The Two Towers*. The owner showed up fifteen minutes early, bless her, so I didn't have
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