Consists of:
Black-Eyed Susans in a blue glass;
fish biting my metallic pink polished toes;
loons calling softly across the water;
old houses, barns, and farms both abandoned and habited;
reading and games on the kitchen porch each night as a family;
kayaking out to see dawn from the middle of the lake when the moon and sun both share the sky;
wandering upon a simple outdoor chapel;
watching Venus rise after each sunset;
warming toes by an outdoor fire at night;
a picnic lunch up on a mountain;
drinking tea on the kitchen porch by candle light, pen in hand;
waking to the full moon just before sunrise, casting a glow over the shore;
the echo of the yips and howls of a pack of coyots, some twenty strong, at midnight;
neon blue dragonflies mating over the shallow water by the pines...
To put simply. this week was surrounded by beauty.
