This year for sure we'll make use of summer.
Winter—those ten (well, at least nine) months
of early darkness and endless cold—
conditions us to be indoors.
In the summer we sit outside on our rustic deck
to eat an evening meal
but, having eaten,
we allow ourselves to be driven—
by uncomfortable chairs, mosquitoes, humidity—
back into the familiarity of the house.
Those illumined hours of a summer evening
are wasted, night after night—
and finally I say enough!
This is the year to brave the fears and discomforts.
This is the year to stay on the deck yet another hour
after the disappearance of our local robin
who forages for worms at the same time every evening
in the green patch of lawn beyond our fence.
Musings blog: http://www.scenesfromthejourney.blogspot.com
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