Summertime Hues

Mid-morning. 68 degrees.

Odd, for our mostly muggy Junes.

Adirondack Chair on the back deck, laptop & Starbucks

(decaf grande skim latte, please)

in hand.

Cardinals and other friends

warble songs of the season.

(Yesterday, Ann caught a Blue Heron,

trying to poach fish from her pond.)

Cacophony reigns only

when trying to get the chicas

up for 9 a.m. swim practice.

One goes willingly.

The other lingers here 'til she's late,

for sure.

Kids next door--2, 5 & 7--

skip & chortle & Sing Summertime Anthems.

(We remember those years--not always fondly.)

Trees shade us from impending errands.

Coral bells await hummingbirds,

who will probably visit in July.

Fountain burbles.

(Her name is "Alicia," BTW.)

School's out for Summer.

School's out Forever?

(With sincere apologies to Alice Cooper)

There ain't no cure

for the Summertime Hues.