A Lovely Saturday.
The air is warm.
Slight breeze blowing,
Iris’are peeking out from the warm earth.
Crocus’ blooming where they have never been.
Perhaps a squirrel planted them.
Green stalk of planted onions in the summer are waving in the breeze.
Curled leaves of kale are growing from last year’s harvest.
A grandfather flying a kite in the field as his grandson attempts to catch the kit.
Waking up from an afternoon nap feeling reguvenated
All is well.