maybe…
but except for one morning’s fog it surely seemed so.
All that at least made it possible for Adán to stucco, much needed, the back wall
and be finished by noon Saturday,
leaving more days, weirdly warm, strangely summery,
while this, a hummingbird, kept turning up on this particular fennel-stalk every time I
biked to the water. Good luck, they say…
as he/she/they’s there every day as
was the sun, some,
making for an opportune time of errands while my little friend
was ever on his perch no matter when I showed up. The bright days continued into the middle
of the week anyway, though after Linda took a disturbing tumble while gardening
[Bougainvillea-hacking being more like it] and I made my monthly pilgrimage to Vallejo for PT
we finished out Wednesday with tofu green curry from our usual across the street. Easy…
I like your good luck hummer. Maybe Linda needs to go visiting hi/her/they for a dose of good luck to stay upright while attacking the monster garden plants….
All ended well with the green curry; fortunately Scott was the one using our new miniature electric chainsaw.
I could do with a whole book of the pole. This one has such a strange levitating quality, as does the horizontal something in the photo under “….strangely summery.” Falling with a sharp instrument in your hands could be bad….which hopefully Linda’s wasn’t.