Cody speaks on a hot Saturday afternoon

The shadows invite you in for a glass of cold water.

Please have a seat, it's hot and you've come a long way.

I know, others have come before you, but they're long gone. The space seems forlorn and full of left-behinds, but it's all yours and the mosquitos have promised to respect your privacy.

There, isn't that nice? To just sit in the shade of the cottonwood trees, that have grown tall by going nowhere, and let the shadows do all the work..