and then (finally)
the sun comes out
and you think:
'okay...maybe i can
park the ark
at least
for
today'
and then (finally)
the sun comes out
and you think:
'okay...maybe i can
park the ark
at least
for
today'
a sudden arrival on your doorstep
or in the greenery nearby
reminds you
that nature is not always kind
but takes her toll
in the larger scheme of things
one delicate creature
at
a
time
~ a robin high in a treetop
~ a butterfly flitting across my path
~ a songbird heard but not seen
wings
wings
wings
early evening
severe storm warnings
eerie light
above
weirdly calm
then
windy
bluejays flitting
about
let's draw up the blankets
and put this one
to bed
after an anxious day
when you had to reschedule
a coffee meeting with
a long loved friend
due to a
'special weather statement'
eyes to the skies
for potential funnel clouds
you open the wooden door
and it sticks
due to humidity
swelling
~
and so does you heart
wishing eveyone well
safe
keeping
whoever
wherever
you
are
poplar branches bending
in a gentle breeze
dappled shadows dancing
on the patio
buttercup butterfly flitting around
daisies waiting to bloom
late late spring
that feels
like
summer