Summers.Time to Watch.
Not watching Time.
Spiders building webs and unbuilding webs.
Children climbing, running, swimming.
Little girls snoozing in my bed.
Cats sleeping.
Birds warning of cats not sleeping.
Hammocks with no sketching.
Swings with no writing.
Porches with no painting.
Shadows lengthening.
Raindrops clinging in last light.
Sunsets spreading across the sky.
My days. The minutes filled with Hours for Watching.
BushStrokes (c) AAB
iPhone photo: ShadowPlay
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4 comments:
I think you've still got a book in you, trying to get out...
Words and images do get tangled up inside, don't they? Whether either is worthy of letting out, remains to be seen.
Thanks for you vote of confidence.
I agree-summers are for watching. I watched all season long for bluebird babies. I have never seen any. But alas, this year in June we saw 2 babies, but they were drowned in the lake and a snake was trying to come get them. I have not gotten over that yet-and I still watch the bluebird house.
Judy
Hi, Judy
This been one of my busiest, but least stressful summers ever -- even with my sister's aneurysm. Sorry about your buebirds. We lost some wrens to a cat a couple of years ago. Not a fun memory.
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