Summer Morning

It's the weekend again. Time to make a little time again. Sure, there's a party to go to later, but those kind of commitments are fun. Due to some late-breaking stuff at work, we wound up shifting plans for this weekend. Kind of a bummer, because we'd planned to head up to Avalon for a big cousins bash at the beach. The kids would have loved that, I think, just seeing the huge crowd that is their extended family.

But we would have had to leave yesterday, and duty called. Still, it's Chuck's birthday celebration this weekend. And the kids are excited about that, too. And, to be honest, it's kind of nice not having to rush around pcaking and hauling the whole clan up north.

Here's my little installment for today. A little different tone for this one. And that, too, is a bit of a welcome change.

July 7, 2007

It’s coffee time again and I’m sitting in the shade
She’s talking about the neighbors and the weird things that he does
Filling the air is the sound of power tools and cicadas
I like the lulling sound, the rise and fall of their buzz

It feels like it’ll be a hot one in the cul de sac today
A summer’s day with little breeze to cool our brows
As we take on the little labors we’ve been saving up all week
The tiny chores that we use to fill life’s minor vows

The sprinkler pulses new life into the grass
Grass that was so green and lush in spring but now
Struggles to cover the bare patches in the heat
While the flowers flourish in their beds

On the porch, inside the screens, the ceiling fan turns
Stirring the air, a welcome but poor substitute for
The cool breeze that is still months away
Funny how we welcome the first signs of change

Sitting here this bright, warm morning
The air is sweet and ripe with song, I bend my ear to listen