held with a tweezers the tick still tries to attach itself to something

flowering with headlines this morning's mumblings from a bumble bee

a blue sky of red shouldered hawks spilling keers into their cheery-o's

relief from yesterday's heat fringed by woods and bluebird sightings

at some point in the conversation we return to last night's hazy moon

oil spill saga a top kill cure or just another bp shortcut

ready for a new chapter the school papers recycled

seconds after the first mosquito bite other places its never been start to itch

cooling the patio the heart-shaped fans of catalpa leaves

so much for the gardening two rabbits chase each other into the next field