Equilibrium – when all things are equal

I was a week late. I was a week past peak. The sunflowers were a little peckish, having sat out in the sun through the broiling heat wave and all the lovely tourists oohing and ah-ing and buying all the bunches of bouquets. I went to see them when nobody wanted them any more except

Dappled

Morning is dappled light green and yellow bright gray birch bark on the trees; heat to take you to your knees. air to make you sneeze. Morning’s dappled light makes morn look dark makes the window beckon you to take a second look. It is the shady place. Isn’t it too dark for you? No,