Was it late last summer when my neighbor fired up his pizza oven?
Meteorologically warm, yet cool to the skin, and moisture so deep it rises over fields and edges and the tragic flesh of collapsing gourds.
This was late summer, last year.
What until then had been?
Amazed and horrified by my productivity and fruitlessness.
No comments:
Post a Comment
I do still post here from time to time, but do not check comments regularly...but please, comment!