What we do around here
Today I counted catkins on the aspens in the front of the house
sat on the front porch with my dog
doing a credible imitation of an old person
decided what I need is a pair of rocking chairs
a wider porch
and ukulele lessons
The hostas have reappeared in the back
under the trellis
awaiting the burst of wisteria
you know those things are going to race off like the mad vines they are
year three they say
I believe it
Tonight is half planned out
Spanish music
pan fried corn tortillas
left over Iberian pork bits
Amy’s green chile refried beans
lanterns and string lights
in the outdoor room
tequila and worm salt on orange slices
Sitting outside gets better as the seasons roll into the hot weather
after the hanging baskets are renewed
wildflowers burst out of the naked ground
Tonight is the Pink Moon on the rise
blooming full flower moon anticipates those pale sunset hues
it comes to me that growing into the eighth decade
is accurately the time of the spirit
joining with the cycles of the seasons
stepping to the tune of the planet
for if we don’t know her by now
do you think we will ever ever know her
#fullmoon
#NaPoWriMo
#bonus
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