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Lammas

Now is the time for crawlers. The night kind, garden-slick, fat. Lime-glowing suckers who munch and stunt things. I pull them off when I see them. They eat leaves otherwise and leave lace to languish where photosynthesis once triumphed. Summer is fading. The pollinators still come, but they're giving way to pests. To Earth's cleaners …