I Dream of Summer
A poem filled with memories of living things
Brazen blue birds in red maple trees a goldfinch pair high in a Douglas fir redwing blackbirds nesting in verdant pond reeds
flowers on the wing feathered bouquets chirp, whistle, trill in technicolor notes a symphony of hues a rainbow of tunes
A cat, an eagle, a coyote, my dog, a delight of ducks geese and cormorants a great blue heron a chattering kingfisher a red-tailed hawk
A glass of wine an easy chair a dock on the pond and pine-scented air
Thanks for reading! Summer seems a long way off, but planning for spring plantings is already underway. Seeds are ordered, the greenhouse tidied up, the garden sleeps a while longer. I wait, fingers tapping out the minutes, hours, weeks until the sun warms the earth, plants green, birds fly, bees pollinate, and worms tunnel. Patience. PATIENCE, DAMN IT!
Meanwhile, my garden waits for me!