Story apple company

 

Beyond green they’re gaining color.

We’ve picked only a few to get started,

Let’s see how these do.

There’s time for more.

As hours pass others will be turning.

There will be color in the field.

middle week day

 

got stacked like days when pancake

packed in syrup came smoking with goodness.

Shelby where we called waitresses by name.

At Ted And Allie’s meri parked by the door.

A couple times a week meri drove thirty minutes there and back.

Never thought bad about the distance.

We went out for breakfast.

That’s how we did it.

golden breakfast when we call.

checking

 

had to review a section,

that point where start is.

see how much we can renew.

seems the neighborhood is unplugged this day.

few and not moving to report i say.

this is the temperament.

in stillness we sit.

so here’s our way..

Nick Chubb is out for the year

 

so sorry our good-hearted running back

is out for the entire season.

i am sorry the fellow got hurt on the opening play of the year.

now we are sitting quietly without spirit.

our team has dropped several notches.

meanwhile my tooth has been extracted six days ago.

coffee is my fortune.

serve me up …. well, il’ll get it.

nick you were our spirit.

somehow we’ll rebuild with you.

with you, the greatest part of our spirit.

Fireplace

 

Good morning for the warmth

and the reflecting golden glow.

It rained throughout the night.

The tapping drops came steadily.

 a skruffy large cat appeared in the front yard.

I walked out around the house checking he was gone.

Don’t want cats around.

All is quiet again.

Dry be the way

 

Day beginning fashionably 

One car, one squirrel.

Gray clouds and a dash of blue beyond.

Windless morning is here.

I slept long in dream comfort.

Silence the order.

And holding calm after nine.

It is Friday; plans are light.

I am reading of old Rome.

A month long stay there is approaching.

Thank the great spirit this time has come.

Gratitude be given.

Dark but dry it seems

 

No wind at all.

 Or apparition movement.

Crawling through mid-October.

 Carrying no hurry.

No heavy soaked colored leaves have fallen.

Days will dry and all will blow

Later, sometime later

When the season is ripe

Orbital debris

Spinning above

Something to notice.

Hooked on an idea.

Worry what will occur.

Optical energy

Keeping in balance.

Out of sync somewhat.

Call out a number.

Is it necessary to take action?

Has enough been completed 

Let’s see what’s next.

Could remain steady for centuries to come.

Bright on the morn

 

Frosty window glass along the bottom 

October is open 

Yet the leaves are still green

And whipping in the wind.

I think it must be cool out.

No walkers this morning.

The sunshine is inviting where seldom is

heard a discouraging word and the sky is not cloudy all day.

note:

,Marja, i am working to publish your comment.

nothing is easy.

With no title

 

Sliding on the lane

Completely out of line.

Poland, Italy, the Mediterranean Sea.

A breeze blowing and sun peering through the clouds.

On the cool side but okay.

Marginally fit to be

Right for now, it’s fall you see.

Some for you, some for me.

Light flashing through light clouds

 

Bolted head scrapes seen on packaging 

Behind the counters others wait.

Tie your seams

Keep them handy.

Bouncy for sure it seems.

Lasted many seasons .

Wrapping edges on the habitual .

On and on it sings.

Pectin is in

 

Found it on the shelf

Way hidden in back.

Now she has it in.

Surely it will be jelly

It will gel.

And it did.

All is swell

Nothing hidden

Twirling rangers

 

Obscure debris shower blindly

Fill the skies overhead.

Pepper us without mercy.

We regret our acts that caused this to happen.

We promise to do better

In order to be spared the penalties.

Whatever it takes

We will do .

Red berries dry hard on the bushes

Birds will return and eat them.

All will be gone before snow falls.

They will fly south for the winter

In and out

 

Cars are running by, in and out.

Two I saw. Right away

Could have been a crowd of them,

Although I didn’t see more.

Can relax and figure the day.

Went to dr. Newman

She pulled four staples out of my head.

Four women in the office when she pulled.

Never imagined a happy crowd of women 

During the procedure.

There you go,

You never know what’s next.

Jack fell over the candle stick

 

It was in the way, must have been.

Three firemen and two paramedics were in our kitchen.

Nine at night or so

I was on the floor.

Meri didn’t have to make anyone coffee.

Today is Wednesday September 27.

A nice sounding date.

Doesn’t happen everyday.

So I’m home and repairing.

Think I lost four days of what I wrote 

Google is 25 years old

What a time we live in.

Skipping around what is writing 

Okay we cover ground

It’s n the space of 78 years

No need to crowd.

I wacked my head four stitches worth.

And advise against it.

February be wary

 the shortest month goes quickly.

a fast duck ... flying briskly.

 yet February takes half of forever to get here.

happy birthday me-o ... that's a day,

then i'm looking back on it.

for a long, long while-o.

This what - regular

 

One regular reader of my material

Has moved from one country to another.

This is a recent change

I happened to notice today.

What I see of audience is minimal.

It is hard to say 

Where I am is on the other side.

Knocking out this what.

This what is what I write.

Now I should see who reads what I write.

I should see you having your coffee 

What else should I see?

Don’t worry, I constantly leave you alone.

I think about what to write,

Which corner to turn.

How to get where I’m going each day

And then how and when

Will I tie it off for the day.

Explaining is hard, I’d rather be thinking 

about what and how I ‘m going to write.

Now that you dear reader have been mentioned 

Hello hello.   Now that I think of you

I’ll review what I’ve been writing 

To see who my audience is.

Keen to go

 

Lunch out today with the old mates.

We keep it up since a while ago.

Rearranged our group a few times,

But never dropped our calling.

Figured on lunch

No driving at night now.

Making getting together habbit 

As easy and accommodating as we can.

When we need help

Someone steps forward.

We’ve Leslie and Tim

And more jumping in.

Didn’t have any idea when this began.

Thanks all of you.

Call us Us, because this is

Who we have been.

Following the steps 

Of indigenous beginners.

On we go proudly.

Willingly together.

The sky is blue early

 

Why I can’t tell you.

Usually we wait until afternoon.

Now we wake to soft light.

A quiet change.

I saw two walkers,

One with a dog

The other our neighbor.

Gee gee is always solo.

Say do you think the

Second G is capitalized in her name,

I suppose it would be.

Just for appearance.

Day ready

 

First after getting up

Checking outside

Getting dressed

Being half warm and ready for today.

I see leaves disturbed on the bushes

Sprinkles hit them

They wiggle.

Shaking on the vine.

Few vehicles

Two or three

Was going to say two

Then another passed

The quiet side of starting 

I’ll pack myself into a bundle

Walk the drive during a rain pause

I like wearing a hat.

 Sixty minutes overtime.com

Days are turning

 

The morning is not the same.

Fall is coming up.

Leaves are yet to color 

We’ve all the change to see.

It is in the air.

Something we can feel.

Don’t know why 

Every year is different.

This you can feel

from the heart.

Autumn is golden

Soon it will start.

We need some bus lines

 

Getting to different parts of the city.

Want to be mobile.

No parking problem.

See it all.

Take a ride to your favorite ice cream.

Get the monthly passes.

Out of town spots?

Search and find.

Taking care

 

Up then around watching out for what’s about.

Where is the best - where to go?

Keep the pavement level ahead.

Easy does it. Steady now.

Wispy white like powder .

All the rest is said.

Iron whistle louder

Keep it in your head.

Rain and cool

 

Sprinkles, only a few.

The surprise of morning rain is welcome.

It feels like September, the way it should.

No breeze. All is still.

What we have is quiet again.

We had Little our rabbit out there.

Rain again more forceful.

Leaves are ringing.

Few  cars, no walkers.

Have my book out,

Day is stretching 

Keeping in balance.

Sky is dim, full of clouds.

A break from heavy sun.

Think of coffee and

How about cheesecake. A statement not a question.

Easy in, out forever

 

He looked fine in the interview before the game.

Four quick snaps later

The season is now over.

It always is quick when looking back.

AskWyatt Earp and the rest of us.

Yeah we’re included in the pack.

At least we have blue water

to remember, oh yes we surely do.

Football season again

 

The announcer said

The ball was slightly overthrown.

In another view the receiver

Didn’t quite run far enough.

The games have begun 

And I ran out of steam

After one game.

Wait and see what happens 

Turn up

 

Yesterday afternoon they both turned up.

The Two rabbits previously missing

Turned themselves in.

What a surprise.

Split

 

The time has come

New-Little and Big Little have gone.

They both have run well.

We will always remember them.

Brave hearts

With good speed

Invisible runners

 

Not out this morning 

At day ebb I said

Notes just read

Climb from thy bed.

Bunnies where are ya ?

Your color blends so well

You’re probably right on top

Still we miss tour hop

Can’t see you easily 

As population is measily

And lost in the colors 

Blended by dream.

 Money and power are not the correct reasons to be in politics.  Service to country and seeking right are better attributes to obtain.

Day do you have?

 

Open sky for seeing

Where we’re being.

Dry your eyes,

Clear blue skys.

how hit’ll do

 

Bought a second hand coffee cup

Waited util it was washed.

The up is larger than what I had previously used,

But t used it this morning and liked it.

Give it a week or two,

Or a month and I’ll see

How it will do.

Right now I like the change.

When a cup is different it’s personal 

It is a much larger  cup for me.

Give it a week or two or a month 

We’ll see what happens.

Third of October

 

Days slip right on away.

While soaring upward goes the temperature

To a final high before the fall.

Let’s try autumn this way

Dream float boat

 

First thing Little and New Little are out

Rushing, eating, close to the window

In the sun, where we watch,

Coffee some and talk about them.

 Before nine they’re off.

I can settle into the new day’s charms.

Spirit away on wings of slight.

Work out the day until the night.

Another dry day supposed to turn warm.

We’ll take it and give what we can.

Endevour throughout the hours

Settle well with our powers.

Daily worn

 

Cool to start today,

Summer fell away.

Blue background under clouds.

Irregular beginning on the midday of the week.

Sleepy all around 

During a slow beginning.

Of yogurt, cereal

And coffee.

Two whities

 

First thing they are here

Together these friends

Crowding and quiet,

Calm this morning.

Good day to uss all.

Turning to fall

Autumn’s the outcome.

Early and rested.

This day we all sat.

Hello big duo

Hope we all slept well.

No surprise to see you.

Working plans to modify

 

Have to talk with builders.

Seems small jobs put together.

Then you need to purchase materials.

Costs come out of the closets.

The operations  begin to develop unexpectedly.

Maybe it’s better to think of results,

And expect a long road getting there.

Sit and have a coffee while you wait.

Sunny is the day and the way I feel

 Little sat at the start of the day.

By my window. Ready to play.

Blue sky wide and light,

What a first class deal.

Walking and looking calm as can be

 

How easily we look around

Taking in morning light steadily 

As the days tighten up on August

 we begin to think what’s next.

Sunday costume, pants are clean.

Toast and coffee, strong and lean.

Everybody’s in between.

Praise to the day.

We’ll take the sunshine 

Find the best parts.

Honestly your heart is mine

where true love starts.

Turning seasons

 

Finally on the ebb

Switching colors at last

The reason is the season

goin’ at last.

Missed, but I heard

 

A lot a thunder again last night

While I slept and missed it all.

I had hard dreams going on non stop.

Slip-sliding in and out of Storyland.

I’m 

Day after the night

 

More storm than we ever had.

Power went out at nine.

The bad weather hadn’t begun.

Distant Thunder rang all night.

Non-stop rumbles continued.

Couldn’t feel the direction.

The thumps were out there.

Sleep went through regardless.

By the dawn the rain had ended,

Rumbles continued.

There was no end to the storm,

Only a lessening on the distant booms.

Trump is

a bully and a coward.

And people will vote for him.

How much downpour can you take?

 

Not wisp of cloud yet heavy storms are on the way.

Here they are coming, piling in, grouping up.

Bringing dumping loads of water upon us.

Here heavy measurable will fall.

Bumping into each others

A clobbering of down-pouring.

Duck alert china ride

Ka-bunga. 

Blam dumps the drops.

POW-pow into drips and a fine mist.

Downfall, umbrellas out.

A pack of rain. No lie. No doubt.

New game around

 

Football season has begun,

Baseball is on the run.

Had to record Antique Roadshow,

Saw a quarter and went to bed.

Nighttime viewing gets too late.

A Sunday afternoon is enough for me.

They pay players millions

And want me to anti-up?

Could be a tough season.

Baseball gets blown away

Football is just a preview.

And I’m backing down.

New again

 

Rabbits have five litters per year

And more newbies are seen

Identify these around this morning 

Little and NewLittle were seen yesterday

This morn smaller unidentifides are out.

No one else, no birds etcetera.

Monday starting in no rain.

No cars, no walkers

You know how it goes.

The same.

Bunnies sit still in a pose, then are gone in a blink.

Off eating or napping.

mates

 

Didn’t get the count;

Different numbers came up.

Thirty or so of us got together,

sat and talked.

Wayne didn’t show.

The town is gone although 

the framework remains the same.

Darrel and Leslie were there.

Out in the field

Beyond the rows of corn

We we saw the red giant ball of sun go down.

Such a warm, beautiful evening.

More than a week

 

To go in August a warm season 

Pleasant ahead for sure.

Tajour soup like my dentist.

Tag it to the list of goodness ahead.

One creature in the entire woods.

Not a chip, a bird or squirrel 

Only Little our favorite rabbit

Hanging around out of habit.

Say hey so here we are you’re 

On the car, not too far away again.

Thump, thump the rabbit’s hopping.

Nothing stopping us today.

castles in the air

 

Carefully the fresh coffee is distributed into cups.

There are no cakes plural.

One flat cake has been cut into many pieces.

 i don’t need it but i’m eating it anyway.

The second half of August

some final warm summer days coming up.

We’ll take them then move into fall.

You know that’s all.

Large nimbus clouds and fallaway patches in blue.

What can you do?

Turn around season comes through.

What can you do?

Times wasting

Spinning wheels would be something to watch;

Otherwise other things get in the way.

Sent Auguri to Alex, Marina and Ermano an Chiara.

To my friends for Italy’s summer holiday.

This is a big one

like a birthday in importance.

Now I have to

Send a note to Giacomo.

Tween land

 

The heat escaped,

Slid out the weather door.

was fine while it lasted;

Don’t look for more

Now look for yellow,

A relinquish of the green.

As the temperatures mellow

And color changes the scene.

Are ya autumn on the way?

Dry as a cactus,

Colors come out some day,

Only need some practice.

On the button

 

Touches eight when I’m ready.

Brings Monday morning in steady.

Start us off in the new week

Warms the heart to hear floors creak.

Easy Jasper, reset the gong

 No time limit for our song.

Play on in the harness of light.

Then dance, dance til you’re out of sight.

Swirling path catches up

 

We have the way marked for clarity.

Bright sun beams light the path.

No walkers or vehicles,

one rabbit we call Little was here a while.

A motorcycle rumbled past.

The cliche cartoon sound of a large bike.

New Little sat out front

on the edge of the street.

hey, we want our bunnies to behave like people.

Okay, there I said it.

I’ll make flash cards and 

start reading lessons next week.

Couldn’t escape the storm

 

Seven seconds away from the flash.

The booms could knock ya.

I know the bunnies were out there.

They couldn’t have slept well.

I hope they hid near the house.

Dry places can be found.

Eat and sleep, 

That’s life in August.

 Big  little came in first.

Then new little showed.

Nine thirty

All is well

phena

 

With twenty years in Hawaii

Extended Family and community 

Thrown out by flash fire

No contact by wire

Dashed away. Thousands unacounted.

Speak to us, you can.

Present the story

To us far away.

We will hear you, Phena.

What do you feel?

Your voice is real

How are the people? What do you say?

Maui crisps

 

Homes, families moved out of place

As firestorms cross Maui

Making life difficult for all.

Major loss and disruption.

So hard the climate changes.

New developments occur on the globe.

Keep what we can stable, simple.

Cooperation can aid all.

More than we expect developes.

Keep neat and practice caution.

Help where you can.

Be prepared at all times.

Plane misbehavior

 

Hand cuffed for throwing things in the cabin.

I prefer not to be a passenger on that flight.

My days go easier, thank you.

I’ll have quiet coffee and a brioche.

That’s my seat, my ticket says.

I’ll sit there, thank you, and read.

Maybe planktown , Ted and ali

 

Getting ready.  Nearly set.

Was a while last time I bet.

Familiar faces over pancakes.

An hour from here about what it took.

Things were lining up again.

Filing days like I don’t know when.

The owner lady remembered us

The place was loud until one table left.

Next to us they were talking loud.

Hey, we made it.

More than ten years we’ve breakfasted there.

If we’re lucky we’ll do it again.

 

Woke up cloudy looking for deer

A car or two snapped by

Wasn’t sure, they went so fast.

Thought of counting and they were gone.

Just a blurs, didn’t take long.

Of deer there was no sign.

Nothing to see this time.

Why am I expecting any at all

Leaves are thick amid trees so tall.

Beyond the big heat

 

Now we adapt without fear.

White sky in clouds

Driveway is curing.

No one out after eight.

Clean and neat,

This day is slow,

A real treat 

There’s nowhere to go.

Take some time,

Walking slowly,

Keep in line,

Holy moly

Drink your tea

Slowly, reverently.

Wait for the world.

It will get here.

recoating asphalt

 

Two guys were putting more hot shiny

Black oil on the drive.

She watched out the windows,

“I want to do that,” She said.

I stayed away, didn’t even want to smell it.

I worried the bunnies would get it on their feet.

Keep away everyone.  It’s hopeless black gook.

You’re cooked if you’re near it.

This is a clean new driveway.

I’ll look at it, but I sure don’t want to smell it.

Makes me think about

Giving up coffee.

9:10

She’s out there with a chair.

The mailman doesn’t come for another hour,

But we have a good mailman 

and one who’ll walk right through it.

Okay, now so the workers were saying

They were up in Avon and put flags across the road

And people lift the flags and walk right across.

Parents and kids don’t pay attention.

Shawn the good mailman came

And he did well, stepped carefully.

Now we wait 24 hours and all will be well.

Asphalt Days are behind us.

City truck

 

A giant white with pipes hanging on.

Has the city label 

And workers in brightly

Shining safety vests

Iridescent green or orange.

Blocked the street then took off.

Quick and official 

Keep out of the way.

Heads up, hats on

Their working today

Clearing the roads,

Do what they say.

Crowded

 

More notices than I’ve time to read.

Could be a brighter day today.

Starting slower under high grey.

Smoke from Canada is what they say.

Two rabbits we only see from afar.

Our distant pets by chance

Because they never get too near.

how pets are when they’re wild animals.

They keep away because they’re prey

And to run aloof is their way.

We’re content they never roam,

They’re happy this yard is home.

We look for them every day.

And keeping away is good for all.

I know they know we watch them

 and have learned to live with wildlife.

Fine day of the week

 

Beyond the name is the function.

How well it’s constructed.

Here we are beginning.

Coffee me easy while I figure.

Labeled well and set

 Stream diagonally on the way.

Off to an Ohio landmark 

In good traveling weather. 

Some is history

Others are geography.

 They are mapped out and popular.

In the Buckeye State.

Coming through the wall

 

Halfway down the hall I ‘m dodging 

Them plastered on the wall

It’s early, too early to begin this way.

What do you say?

Sunshine, how are you?

We’re going to vote.

Simple, yet must be done.

Who’s packing the ballots?

Where are all the good guys?

Seems it should be obvious.

Even my coffee went Luke warm.

Whose side are we on?

A good drift of sunshine,

The temperature is somewhere in the middle.

Great to have such calming days.

Helps us all around.

All the rest have thirty-one

 

Tying it off.

Hi-Jack. hi-Jack sent me his book.

Like mine, history ran right over it.

Ernie did two takes on:

This minute in history is brought to to by Shell.

And he was so proud to get 6 hundred thousand dollars 

Then history ran right over it.

We never saw it coming. Any of us.

Hey, they got rid of slavery.

Got better dentists.

So now it’s sunshine 

And days in a month.

Raw grilled booms

 

Heavy thunder for two hours

While I slept and missed it.

Young bunny sat out this morning,

Must have wondered why it thundered.

What was going on?

Explosions in the sky.

Have to learn to read to understand?

Bunnies eat, sleep, run … and breed.

A lot of noise in a thunder rumble.

There is comfort when you’re wrapped in bed.

When you’re a year old wild rabbit

Living outside it may be tougher the first time.

Solid dream nearly

 

Kept me rolling all night okay

Without a pause in the chatter. It keeps rolling.

Poco summer flurries. Bushes turning.

maybe partially wind drivin’ I’d say.

Good glory to all.

I’ll greet you.

Hurrah. nice shoes.

Get along now. Keep moving.

Up with the morning sun.

Straight into work that’s begun.

After a morning coffee of course 

and toast while I’m at it.

Whip up to speed.

It’s what we need.

A lot of turmoil.

And mouths to feed.

New little & Old little

 

Paling up. 

We’re seeing them together.

While in the warm they’re talking superlatives.

We’re Comfortable to indoor doings.

A bashful movement of The leaves on the bushes.

all else is silent.

High fine thin in the blue above.

Why not Pie and ice cream me.

My rules have been stretched.

Oregano for all who choose.

Mic jagger has turned eighty.

Easy come easy go.

Record heat expected

 

Heated to the gills

Took Providence the light cruiser to Hawaii from San Diego.

Had a picnic with the crew on the fantail

The ship photographer worked with me

Shit my friend and me looking by the crew

 fifty hands on deck.

I should pull out that photo,

Value it for the time it was.

Now many years, fifty, later.

The time at sea with the navy.

Poems written on sunny days.

The smell of the sea.

.

Stretched out blue.

Comes home to me.

It sure do

Yes, it do.

Oftentime

 

Duck worthy. Started this morning with several

Ducks in the long away backyard.

This is wrong; blue jays back and forth 

Around the feeder. Ml’s idea / action.

Chipmunks and squirrels plus Little in the center.

A backyard packed in action.

i’ll have brown sugar on toast.

it’s M’s fresh loaf - delicious.

Winding through the final week of July.

The hottest days of the year.

Means 90s and humid around here.

This house is well constructed, always comfortable.

High thin overhead.

Mid-morning  and still, no one out.

Breeze in the bushes,

Leaves turn their faces.

Summer crowd

 

Saturday night at the islands.

Twenty thousand revelers seemed plenty.

I read that during the war of 1812 

The canons at Put-in Bay could be heard in Huron.

Not especially a long distance

For booms and flashing 

across a quiet flat lake during a still evening.

Oliver Hazard Perry lives in his proclamation:

We have met the enemy and they are ours.

I heard of this battle when I was in grade school.

Now two hundred years have passed.

The echoes of that war have reverberated.

Soup homedone

 

Naturally this is homemade soup today.

We’ll,  well.  We’ll explain it all.

It’s still summer.

Haven’t hit the fall.

home done soup is close

to the most

stop for a toast

Watch for bones.

 

As yet Unknown significance

Wait for instruction before beggining.

Pack similar berries together..

Sort by color and shape.

Currently longing for space to box.

Stirring words to capture flowing thought-ponies.

Whirling for a rhyme .

Bailing out in time.

Settling down by nine.

Get your tickets ready.

Take a seat on the bus

Seems to start and stop real steady.

We’re packing in the rest of us.

Hat the forecast.

 The weatherman on tv, 

so many and weatherwomen included

said the dew point is 72.

I had to write that down.

one in particular i saw seemed worried about it.

I’m 78 and know nothing about dew points.

Hat the forecast.

Do it quietly as Little and NewLittle are calmly faced off between beds 2 and 3.

Scattered patches of blue behind puffy clouds this morning.

Joyous.  Hat the forecast.

No traffic at all.

i’ll have a second cup of coffee.

Sailing on

 

Soft beginnings in morning light.

The day gently calls.

Slowly turning puffy clouds

Fill the skyway halls.

Two large rabbits ran across the front lawn.

Quick as they appeared they were gone.

Now the lawn is an empty canvas again.

We’ll see which speeding bunny can win.

On my old piano I’ll work out a tune,

To honor still nights and the moon.

By the starlight and partial breeze

There’ll be a melody to please.

Walkers not around

 

Blue is in the sky, not completely.

Enough for the first time in a while.

Nothing to be seen flying, walking.

Or Driving by this morning.

Colors are bright.

Good light starting this day.

Remembering I recall the people;

vehicles vanished with no trace.

 Now in a new millennium

The ever changing has come to this.

Words lean ahead and are mysterious 

Even as they’re spoken.

Budget bails

 

Fields are filled with rolls of grain.

Driving by you have to notice.

Field’s don’t usually look this way.

I should take a picture to show you.

Like toilet paper rolls five feet wide, six feet tall.

If you’ve seen these tools before it’s nothing new.

Bigger or more rolls than ever.

It has been a while since rolls were there.

So now you really notice them.

Food for everyone no doubt about it.

The population is so very large.

Instead of more rows of houses.

Food in fields makes sense. A welcome sight.

Dressed well enough it seems.

 

The mower pulls itself and the mowee.

Up and down the line, cuts so fine.

The air quality has been cut to ribbons.

Terrible sky what have you done.

It sprinkled last night.

Streets got wetter.

Holy mackerel

Will things get better?

Plow, plow turn it over

Give the bunnies fresh, new clover.

Make it better; clean the air

All over, yes, all over.

How It happened to be

Noticing the house across the street

I could tell you about it.

There are only bushes and trees visible.

So thick with foliage no house can be seen.

In the fall Richard’s house is prominent.

I worry when there is no bush between us.

What change when the woods is thick.

Give us the green between.

Now with that said it’s a return to morning.

A return to calm.

Sunday morning all around.

Deer or bunnies with hardly a sound.

Working out two, three,

 

Promise of warm this afternoon.

Are you in the mood to wait?

We saw it pass.

Was on the slate.

Turn the levers

Wake them up.

It’s the full count,

bottoms up.

Concentrate

 

Pile words in a stack

See what walking we can run into.

Don’t scatter. Keep on track.

Familiar places we’ve all been to.

Dressed for success we all wear

What we have, how much we care.

Looking sharp is a treat.

Slow down, this one is our street.

We’ll mark it well 

Using our power

The wishing well

Denotes the hour.

Drying out

 

The plants keep taking water.

Rain doesn’t fall from the sky everyday.

Flowers and vegetables slurp all they can.

We keep listening to the weather man and women.

No blue above at all today.

Sky is white til outasight.

Shaking leaves begin to blow.

If this were winter I’d think snow.

A little weather break.

We can stand some idle time.

Get out the mower and the rake.

Cleanup’s on your. Time and mine.

They say rain

 

We always have the unknown they say how weather is

And now a little bit of thunder.

 By the time I say it’s long gone.

Another rumble.

Big Little and new Little are out.

 No idea where they’ll hide from the rain.

Rumble again 

Beautiful morning 

A lot of color..

Now a lot of rain and sounds.

Birds and downpours.

Then just drips in stillness.

Trees away

 

They came, they sold. We bought

Trees away.  Three be gone,

And some little ones that 

May have been worth it but are now out of here.

I thought, that’s the end of the matter.

We’ll live wi what we have.

Regretting don’t fit well.

Sure comes close to applicable.

Now is another day.

We’re already into other things.

Time to look at how it is,

We’ll start again, that’s what I say.

Enter ring dash

 

mighty Little, then new little 

Appear first in front after the other

Then after a pause dash together or practically.

Zipping off they were here then depart

It’s not easy to write about speeders.

Those who can’t stay long enough to act friendly.

I know they’re goodness sitting, running.

We‘ll wait to see how they go.

Going later, toward nine now.

Perhaps warm today. We’re hoping.

A small boat. Light wind.

We can sail well. 

Puppet on a string

 

Red flowers are attractive.

They could dance and boom.

No one is out walking this morning.

Quiet as can be out there.

This is a day to straighten the area.

I’ll take it easy getting the space in order.

Nothing special weather wise.

We’re in a good position.

Working it out baby

Thinking what she has to do today.

Little is out there this morning.

A large, sitting ball of bunnie.

Now now heading to the back yard.

Gets up early.

It’s a week before the middle of July.

Prime summer.

What we wish and wait for the rest of the year.

This is a perfect warm day.

Splashing water birds are set for

Green grass is growing

A luminous summer day.

large deer

 

Lost the entry for today 6 July 2023.

Seemed another day progressed on schedule.

A large deer appeared in the back yard,

Standing on the edge of the woods.

Not moving. Waiting patiently. With

Only the slightest turn of her head.

Not moving, practically invisible.

I carefully wrote about this wonderful anima

Then lost my entry when I searched to

Make sure it was there.

It rarely happens that I loose one. I think.

The deer was magnificent.

What I wrote seemed complimentary and

Then it was a blank page.  I did it again.

Safety first

 .00 a number, signifying rain predicted for tomorrow.

The figure is a scant larger than today’s

The ciphers for both days are minimal.

Water minimal is what we live with.

When I start looking for water from the sky

On the days before it begins-

I’m ready to end the dryness.

Help these flowers and vegetables grow

Akron is around the corner;

So when do we hear, then see the Goodyear Blimp.

Low and floating overhead.

Now there is an event-and-a-half.

a Foggy day unexpectedly

You’d think it’d be over,

Its Tuesday of  a week celebrating.

Today is finally the holy.

All are worn and going strong.

It must be that way

But nearly nine

And no one has moved.

They were out early, so must be resting.

I’ll take my time to figure what’s up.

Fog and silence start the day.

A large rabbit just walked by.

Eating and slow hopping. My my.

I slept and dreamed last night;

It was quite the magical crowd.

Now its fine, just struck nine.

No more fireworks banging off so very loud.

Long holidays

 

Line the celebration across the weekend.

The longest stretch of holiday in my lifetime.

Seems whipped open

Hardiness full of up and comings.

The house across the street is the Methodist pastor’s home.

 Monique is she, we just met.

She shouted hi and walked over.

A friendly new neighbor, we’ll take one.

So there we have our holidays weekend underway.

Poco a poco, little by little

We discover where we are.

Our times are bright

France disturbances

 

Tough times spread 

Listening to what’s said

Rough all over.

 Cover your head.

i am almost done

 

Here we be. Wrapping up.

Great spirit that is greater than any of us.

Way it ought to be.

Take it easy. The holiday is upon us.

This magical stuff is hard to take

Like card tricks by a magician.

If I say magic again

something may disappear 

Cool and quiet

 

Not overly still or off the scale temperature wise.

Just fine and dark.

Damp out.

hardly notice any difference on the inside.

Will be a good Sunday for most anything.

Reasonable activities always fit well.

Have room around the woods for robins,

Cardinals, chipmunks. Rabbits, squirrels and the rest.

Deer walk by now and then,

Or every night.

Red on our tree top

 

Is it early turbot or on time? I can’t say.

The blistering scarlet top is for sure present.

All day cloudy because fires continue.

It’s suggested we stay indoors.

Times have caught a new wave.

Leaders trying hard to save.

In cities on major boulevards thousands rave 

Working hard to avoid the grave.

Some rain, green grows thick.

Bunnies hide. We do too

Running quick.

Mornings are cool.

Should be

 

Listen to me, I’m telling you what the weather will be.

I read it, believe it, and pass it on.

I’m trained.

What happened to me looking out the window.

Today might be the warmest of the year, so far.

I’m dressed for warm so i believe it.

Cloudy, so looks like the Canadian smoke continues.

Right now I’ll coffee-up.