sneaking up
on the swallowtail —
Sunday afternoon
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July 31, 2022
July 30, 2022
rewriting forecasts —
what are the chances
of fireflies tonight?
July 29, 2022
apologizing
to our plants about the drought —
whispers like rain
July 28, 2022
another hot night —
the township asks us
to use less water
July 27, 2022
pianissimo —
palest possible yellow
breast of a peewee
July 26, 2022
sharing the hawk —
we show a stranger who stops
so she can see, too
July 25, 2022
at the hill's crest
we stop for a minute
to let the wind find us
July 24, 2022
day's end in summer —
our legs telling the story
of yesterday's walk
July 23, 2022
brilliant afternoon —
we walk along the cliffs
reapplying sunscreen
July 22, 2022
a shadow crossed us —
we looked up into the blue
and found an eagle
July 21, 2022
she flies away
I feel my heart go with her —
yellow swallowtail
July 20, 2022
wisteria tendrils
spanning the space between
their garage and ours
July 19, 2022
now, for the first time,
the black cherry has fruit —
birds passing the word
July 16, 2022
watching the jasmine
slowly spiraling upward —
teach me to reach
July 15, 2022
water lilies
gathering in rafts of green —
a frog tries her song
July 14, 2022
so fresh we can feel
a little sun in each —
early tomatoes
July 13, 2022
old love —
she calls me over
to show me the moon
July 12, 2022
rain again —
the edges of dogwood leaves
begin to ripple
July 11, 2022
she holds out her hand
to show us just how small —
measuring bunnies
July 10, 2022
mid-summer drought —
a mother waits for her child
to need her again
July 09, 2022
every time we look
the face of the sunflower
welcomes a bee
July 08, 2022
summer Friday —
I move my chair
into the shade
July 07, 2022
a cardinal couple
checking in on each other —
I reach for the phone
July 06, 2022
watching the buds
before the zinnias bloom —
sneak preview
July 05, 2022
if he fireflies
can find each other
maybe we can, too
July 04, 2022
the red-tailed hawk
circles back around
for another look
July 02, 2022
tiny sand crabs
taking a peek
at the next wave
July 01, 2022
our friends' dog
looks at me, ready to run —
I hold the ball high