By nine in the morning, the temperature hit 96 degrees. The small breeze felt earlier sucked into the vortex of heat. Sprinklers whish-whished the canna lillies and other plants sweltering in perlite-packed pots. In the fields, daylilies, thousands of them, their leaves withered yellow, mustered another step towards life and offered up their blooms.
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