Sunday, July 6, 2025

sunday morning ...

cicadas buzzing

solar fountain in the bird bath bubbling

siren in the distance

somewhere around the alley bend, geese are honking

a car engine revs and a man yells

blue jays

cardinals

bees buzzing

yesterday's reheated coffee has gone lukewarm

a slight breeze blows the porch curtains

the groundhog perches on his rock silently watching charlie

there are chores to do, but for now i sit

away from news and social media, and the anxiety it propagates

my stomach growls reminding me i need to eat

and move back into the coolness of the house

i give in to its need reluctantly and begin the day

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