Black crow croaking above, dog crying below me @ the same time.
The great green fields of late July, studded with growing corn not yet as tall as me, but almost.
White wildflowers line a grassy, shaggy path that cuts through a green field into the woods.
Brown cows eating supper.
A dried up swamp lined with grey mud cracked like broken tiles.
Baroque rays of setting sunlight behind a wall of grey clouds, sharp planes of light jutting out and down, almost touching the earth herself.
A bank of grey & silver clouds with a glowing amber center centers the sky.

Brown sparrows hopping around in the dust in the shadows.
Kittens razor-sharp teeth hurt my finger.
A nice blue sky above, fair & even at 9am.

A peachy haze hangs in the air & veils the morning sun.
The sharp tang of basil.
A bumblebee lands on the leaf of a basil plant, re-sets itself & it is gone again.
A black & white alley cat, mottled & ruffled from a long, hot night.

Crows crying far off in the distance.
The smell of wet earth from the watered plants.
The warm breeze blurs the trees in the distance.
A yellow birch suggests something ridiculous to the middle of July & the 31 degree day.
The basil grows noticeably in a single sunny day.
The Friday night sky tints herself pink as the heat of the day retreats into tomorrow.

The full moon rising over the sparkling water of the wide river.
Small fish jumping as the river flows by.
Fireflies twinkling at the edge of the forest, on, off, on off, on & off & over & over again.
Two bats locked together in the long grass, squealing & screeching, one flies off, one lays still, maybe dead.
The moonlight twinkles off the water through the leaves of the trees that line the river, serrated light stretched out to the far banks of the river.
The rich, heavy scent of garden flowers floats on the warm evening air.
The warm wind rustles the leaves of the great tree out back.

Morning sky clears itself up nicely & delivers warm sunlight to the wet earth.
The June breeze carries snowy pollen through the clean air.
Birds fly & kittens doze on different levels.
A sparrow lunches on breadcrumbs before kitten scares it off.
The green of summer is here now.

Crows singing Sunday morning songs from the tree top.
Fluff floats though the warm, sunny air.
The heat & light of the day unravel & open slowly, with ease.

The first firefly of the season blinks on, snaps off, and is gone.
Pink tints along the dark water.
A lone star twinkles its arrival high above.
A swift-moving bat arcs overhead.
The sounds of the warm night rustling the flat leaves of the birch trees lining the bank of the river.

Grey waves traveling against the wind, somehow.
A grey heron dodges an aggressive black-bird over the dark water.
Green & yellow & grey & brown & wet prevail.

A sense of relief washes the morning clean after the great storm yesterday.
Crisp wind through the green leaves in the big tree.
A fat crow cries over something in the distance.
Kitten chases a fat wasp through a slice of sunlight.