Days I Might Love the Best

For all of my love

Of travel and people
And cultures
Very far from home

Some of the days
That I love best
Are spent in our kitchen
And a bit in our garden
And then the bounty
And the beauty
Shared with each other
And often with friends.

These are the days
That I rest and recover
That allow me to dream,
To prepare
My heart and my mind
For other days
Spent away from here.

Ice Cream

Homemade ice cream
The first of the season
Is ready now to be churned.

Fresh eggs,
Lots of cream,
Some milk too,
Vanilla beans
And sugar

I was thinking the only thing
Better than making it
Is eating it

But now I am thinking the only
Thing better than
Just eating it
Is to share it with friends

And to top it off
We will eat it outside
On this fine summer day
With fresh berries.

That's Life

I thought it would be easy
This dog number three
And it seemed the right
Thing to do.

She ran up to me with glee
Rolled over and wanted petting.
She waited at our door
Seemingly knowing when
Steve was coming to dinner.

She laid on our stairs,
Just at the bend
And in the dining room
In the corner.

And she frolicked
In the snow
And caught bugs in the air.
And ran and chased
And played.

No problem
This number three.

And now we have a pup
Who is so very sad
Some days are good
And on others she wants
To be left alone
To grieve.

We thought it was getting better
And now it is worse again.

Doing what we thought
Was right
And really
What we wanted to do
Is not as easy
As we had planned.

Sometimes that's just
The way it goes.

And we will see now
Skeena Pipo Benner girl
What we can do
To help.

Let's go now for a walk
And a bird chase
And a run.
Good for both of us
I think.

I Have Been Feeling Guilty

I have been feeling guilty
For writing
Not so very much
More like
Not at all
But the summer days have come

And the wild roses are blooming
All along the road
And the hay is being mowed
In the fields across the way
And company has come
And there is hiking to do
And the hammock calls
And all that is happening
Is inspiring me to be outside
In the garden
That I am quite loving
And when inside to be
Baking for the visitors
That summer always beckons

And I have been away from
Paper and pen
And my computer and keyboard

Now, I think
I am ready to return
Because I like it so
But still to enjoy the full days
Of summer.