All the good things about life in the country
Dog DaysThe porch swing hangs heavy.The potted plants sigh.But none is so hot norSo weary as I.The music of crickets,The buzz of the fly,Is droning unansweredTired and dry.The sun on the gardenHas dried every leaf.The vines are all withered;Gone summer’s feast.The Queen Anne has faded,Is no longer white.All life waits in stillnessFor coolness of night.We... Continue Reading →
Summer isn't summer 'till the zinnias come to townSet to dance in sun and wind where butterflies abound.Summer turns fiesta, a most colorful revue.Zinnias turn our hearts to autumn as nothing else can do.
Basket By Elece HollisOld basket, you make me wonderYou make my mind twist backInto the spaces where time was still young.In a thrift shop, I found youUnwanted, uncared for, unrecognizedI saw you and took you home.I washed dust from your weave in hottest waterYour vines drank in that liquid like gold.I hung you on my porch... Continue Reading →
