Morning sun. A perfectly fried farm-fresh egg.

Toast with home-made raspberry jam. Hands in

garden dirt. Pinching back petunias. Transplanting

beets. Feet moving along park path. Sound shoes.

Dog sniffing critter trails. Sound of tumbling falls.

Tuna sandwich with garden lettuce. Potato chips.

Paddleboards careening along smooth water, sun

warmed skin. Cold water dip.  Back home: glass

of Cabernet Sauvignon on the deck. Roasted

vegetables. Nutty rice. Dance party: Swing Town,

Willy Nelson–cowboy two-step, East coast swing.

Fresh sheets dried on the line. Summer-scented skin.

Tender touch. Sleep like the dead.