i wake early
to put myself together for a 12 hour day at Greenwood.
The faintest of light is shining out of the east
and hearing our resident catbirds burbling their dawn song
a smile sprouts.
i open the window
it is still moist from the rain
It does feel as though i could reach out
squeeze my hand
and ring water from the air.
it feels different.
All that cruel heat has been banished
blown and washed away.
It's going to be a good day.
the intense 3 days of heat pushed the magnolia blossoms along
This one is folding up shop
but still has much to offer all those insects
flying, hovering, crawling all over
so, so beautiful
those glistening, hanky-sized petals
i'm oh so very glad i met them on a cool summer day
when their perfume
merely made me dizzy.
in all that heat
it must have been...
i must stop there
it makes me whoozie just contemplating
such an assault.