Breakfast of porridge with a side of strawberries and heavy cream, cloyingly sweet

Resting on the porch beneath the canopy

Shaded from the northern sun

Hummingbirds zoom from feeder to feeder buzzing with each new taste of nectar

Knock knock knock

The woodpecker, somewhere along the treeline, his work echoing across the prairie

As the summer heat subsides into dusk fireflies flicker near the grass

Children run around the yard with jars to catch the moving lights

The full moon rises, bathing the night in a strange misty glow

It is time to go inside and rest. The summer day has come to an end