Kansas: 97º and hotter than a ...
I am trying to stay where it is cool. Downstairs at the library is a bit stuffy, so I'll leave here to hang out at a coffeehouse or something.
The garden is suffering but surviving too. The portulaca has been performing well; I think the rabbit (or squirrel) has a taste for green tomato; the areas I mulched are looking fair to good.
IMAGES:
On the swings of South Park: What little light hugs horizon. Dark silhouettes against a dusky blue. The colors red and yellow have left, gone westward, ho! The stars arrive, north, east and south ... and I should homeward go.
Around my house: blue body, green head, bronze gossamer of a damselfly; 33 portulacas in bloom in 3 pots, a rainbow of white, yellow, peach, pinks, orange, red, magenta; 2 monarchs in a dance; c-c-cliiiiiiiiiick-ck--ck of a cicada taking flight; rumble of a bus on an uphill grade..
Thinking of you:
Sharon in Allegany, New York: 75º and cool nights. Every time I think of Sharon I remind myself I should be at Goddard or I remember her wonderful recitation of her poems "He was a Pretty Man" and "Olive".
Kathleen near Manchester, England: 61º and wet. At least she had nice weather when she went to Scarborough.
Susan in Moline, Illinois: 90º and steamy, but it is 103º in her home town of Guymon, Oklahoma.
Diana in Tahlequah, Oklahoma: 99º. Well ... the Illinois River is nicer than the Kaw!
Tiger in Tulsa: 99º and a good day for golf! He's still in the lead at the PGA. I don't know Tiger, but wouldn't mind meeting him and I do love Tulsa.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment