Hot coffee in hand, Cool, wet pebbles underfoot- Patio at dawn.
Red smoke ring within Deep hickory-flavored bark- Labor Day brisket.
Twirling overhead, Colors shielding rain and sun- Umbrella in hand.
Dew on blades of grass, Fog lifting, eyes opening- Rising with the sun.
Storm clouds rolling in, Halting the day’s outdoor plans- The Earth says, “Just Be.”