Loose Leaf Notes: November Porch Vacation

Colleen does it again…She takes me to where I need to be on this the day before I return to the grind. She starts it thus…

A good book. A lounge chair. The sun makes freckles on my bared skin. A single fat fly buzzes by like a fighter pilot that doesn’t know the war is over. This one doesn’t know it isn’t summer. A clumsy yellow hornet goes down, crashes into my arm. I flick it off while sipping every color of the rainbow reflected off my cobalt blue mug.

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