ladybugs, robins, summer

spotted


Spotted
robins.
Three of them.
Young ones, for sure.
Fledglings, nestlings,
constant feedings.
Papa Robin worn thin, too worn for singing.
Evening songs competing
with cicadas
and crickets.
Ribbits.
When did that happen?
You know, Summer running up ahead,
glancing back. And that snotty grin?
Summer’s promise, the long days of june.
Done
And
Done.
Ahh ….
Spotted
lady,
painted bright and new as spring.
Me? I’m whining and lamenting
where this weird old summer’s going.

photographs from july 25, 2020

summer, sunlight

quiet

for a few weeks in the summer,
the days are long enough and the sun stays high enough
for the last light of the day to make it in from the west

photographed july 1, 2020

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I post mostly nature photos there.

echo, leaves, nature

echo … leaves

photographed june 6, 2020
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Just a note …
Beginning this week, I will post less often. I want to spend more time outside, and I’ve got a couple of projects I want to focus on. To be clear, I don’t have a WIP … I’m not the publishing type. But I’m trying to collect and organize what I’ve written so I have a way to preserve what’s important to me in a good quality printed version.

life, personal writing, photo, photography, poem, prose, summer, writing

morning coffee on the back porch

your bothered sigh 
another day

a squeak 
a bang

sliding doors

nearby voices fading far
muffled jumble
meaningless words

engines and brakes 
thumps and car doors
invisible airplane overhead purr

a singular 
dispirited 
gnarling bark 

hums
buzz
someone’s busy outdoor chores

then

quiet
nothing
but wind and birds and bugs silence

til

a swishing  swirl
swiftly spinning  
bicycle wheels

one more sip, your final gulp
sun up sounds
summer’s day waking up