Golden Days

We went to the woods for an hour, between the morning and the afternoon, when the sun was hot. I brought the camera along. Tasha didn't want me to, but I did, and we're glad.

I like to remember my Indian Summers.

We looked for the homeless fellow who lives in these woods. He's harmless, really. He leaves his garbage everywhere and sleeps under a chip wood board.

 

We slid down the rock slide into the valley

And sat in the dust and the stones

 And had a photo shoot

Calvin decided to, um.. smell Tasha's shirt

And we laughed

And chatted

And walked through our valley

And blew fuzzies to the wind

And lay on our stomachs in the grass 

[A naughty smile and a single fuzzy]

[What came of it]

Calvin died and we laid wild flowers upon his breast

I dreamed of Scotland in a thistle

And Calvin climbed a tree

We went to the pond

And found a shy spider

Who would hardly stop to pose

When an hour was up, we ran back home
To weed the garden 

THE END