Whipped cream sunrise spreads/ across blue Sunday sky/ July summer day.
©Nancilynn Saylor 16 July 2017
No alarm this morning
awakened by only soft dappled light
streaming through the white curtains
Grab coffee- warm creamy and comforting, then
out to admire the urban garden we
aspire to- rather than lawn that must be maintained.
Small chickadees play chase between the birdfeeders
and the tall ash tree from the neighbor’s yard, while a squirrel
clucks as she plans her next move.
The rain shower last evening brought out snails that I pluck from
green corn leaves; now
the corn is taller than me!
We have an outing with friends planned for later this morning
so I cannot linger in this place
where I could easily spend my lifetime….
moves swiftly into
Peas are gone and
I must pick every day…
Every other day
for the table
Eggplants, two kinds,
are coming along nicely
Okra taking on height…
my ordering new soil.
I resist saying
“I told you so.”