Crickets and cicadas outside my window,
the electric nature drone
of a bayou-breathed background–
fan overhead cools the delicious air
with a quiet hum,
like the tune of a song I know
from long ago….
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visiting friends in New Orleans;
photos from their house across Lake Pontchartrain along
the Bogue Falaya.
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Published by Jody Lee Collins
Now that I'm retired from 25 years of elementary teaching, I am able to spend time in my happy place--at my desk where I read and write as often as I can.
When I'm not at my desk, you can find me in my other happy place--the garden, watering, weeding and worshipping. My husband and I live near Seattle and close enough to my two grown children and grandchildren that I'm able to hug them often. That is my greatest joy.
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Ahhhhhhh, Patricia. Not only can I see why things move slower but I can FEEL it….my energy is pretty much nil when I'm outside–just wanna sit on the porch and read 🙂
Beautiful, Jody. Can you see why everything moves slower down here?