Day 231

August 19, 2022

got a lot of chores done

Fast trip to the rookery where friends had come to visit.  The sights were smaller than usual, except for the 50 swallows making mayhem chasing the hawk away.

The July baby goats were out in the sun today.  Some of the females have not delivered yet.  There are two black ones and a few black and white, or brown and white.  The thistle has grown up so high in their pasture; bees are there, too.

I tried some still life tonight, but I can't figure out my settings with this particular lens.  Things turn red or they white out.  I feel like I need to start all over again.

89* 37 % Humidity

Very slight breeze

 

that makes the slight hole

caused by missing

you and him and others

including the dogs, who distracted

me from wanting

because of missing

 him and their hi-jynx and sorrows.

Those flowers that look like

chocolate drops,

and Mom’s laugh

and her giggle

and their jokes about

all subjects that made me

cross eyed.

 

A very slight breeze

whispering over my cheekbones

and the space above my lips.

May we kiss?

I hate the taste of full wine

like the smell of whiskey

I just want to back up.

But the feel of gentle

air brushing across my mouth

makes my body jerk.