BEAUTIFUL AFTERNOON
Early Summer sensed in the late afternoon
The dry patches, the tall grasses
The scents reminiscent of apothecary rooms ... dusty herbal scents
In my hands collecting
The crows in dark arguing in the air taking me back many years
Movement in the landscape undulating in the invisible breeze
Hay collected scattered in blocks along gold yellow fields
Using the longer hours to the most now while they last
Smiling . breathing . like a child