I should be doing this…
But all I want to be doing is this…
I’ve become a summer sloth.
A summer sloth of the first order.
I poke my toe into the garden.
I poke my toe into the theater.
I poke my toe into the library.
I am disinclined to incline.
The heat is upon us, which I look forward to all the Canadian winter long.
Look. Forward. To.
The heat is upon us, and I am in a state of languor.
It’s no way to be.
Especially on a Monday.
Here be a single shot. And a close shot.
I’ve taken it before.
Probably a year ago, when it was blooming then.
It bears repeating.
This capture is better. I’m learning.
And Monday is in the house.
I poke my toe into it.