a little imagination...goodnight

'the setting sun

leaves them both undone

makes the shadows run

through the larches

turning golden 

high out on the hill'...

***

the queen and wolverine are sleeping soundly tonight

late September Sunday

a long lie in

coffee ciabatta and poachers

putting the hedge to bed

soft 5pm sun

basement strummings

autumn afternoon electric

quadrophenia

four robins bobbing

in the backyard

red breasted mods all

Gold Bar Wednesday Flaneur Inventory

•  pristine yards
• not such pristine yards
• ascending flock of small birds
• one defiant marigold (poking through fence posts)
• huge barking dog
• snoozing window cat
• dusty pink hydrangeas
• skateboard/bike ramp parked in a park
• a blooming fall patch of cosmos

out in fine form

ladybugs

lady bugs

la dy bugs

on her way

 this afternoon a bit or re/organizing in the garage

moving things here

there

assemblages at the end of a summer of upheaval

after awhile i wondered:

'is someone barbecuing?  having a fire pit?'

looking out into the haze i remembered:

'oh right:  the world is on fire'

***

a little bird flew into our front window

after many minutes of stillness

she scampered away

***

the haze remains

the sun is shining

through it all

here and now

 a lovely september afternoon

soft

calm

and quiet

certain that things remain uncertain

for now time for time out

here in the moment

still

say it isn't so

no one knows why
birds are falling from the sky
but it isn't the news
i wanted to hear
today

by the sounds of it

someone is sawing
someone is driving
someone is boiling water for pasta dinner
someones are likely sleeping
(or at least, not meowing)
someone is typing
someone is chirping
somewhere 

someone
is listening as well

happy hour

dogs are bark
bark
barking

a little time out
a little sup
the little Saturday

maybe not...

walking back from an appointment today
at the clinic across from the hospital
over three blocks i counted
24 disposable face masks
discarded on the ground
(one lovingly ??? placed
hanging between two branches of a hedge)
somehow i think some people
have totally missed the memo

the fives

awake at 5:55
and 55

onward