insects that look like green leaves
dreams that hang about like languid strings
soap that smell like sweet roses
laughter that soars like paper airplanes
Lately
Tag Archives: summer
Excerpt
The more thrilling, wonderful, divine objects I behold in a day, the more expanded and immortal I become.
from The Journal 1837–1861 by Henry David Thoreau
an early morning
white satin moths fly through early morning fog
as i sit on the side porch in the hushed silence,
with my coffee and thoreau
Lately
strawberries every day
outside dinners and glasses of wine
summer rain, again and again
long evening walks, admiring lush gardens
the sweetest little ice cream truck
Night
the impending night kisses everything in a violent rush
Time away
I will be taking some time away from the blog. Be well and safe!
Sweet
early summer can be a particularly sweet season
