Tuesday, June 25, 2019

Summer Solstice



Soft summer breezes 
Greet me as I find my seat.
The shadows and filtered light flirt.

The orange day lily shines in a spotlight
Before the light shifts and spots a cardinal
Hiding behind a curtain of leaves.

Squirrels leap across the stage 
To the flute-like trills of birds.

A chorus of trees gently swish their skirts in unison
As another squirrel darts in and out  like
A ballerina weaving among the branches.

Closing my eyes I hear a symphony of sounds:
The slow drum rolls of trash cans rattling to the curb,
The bass rumble of a truck in the distance.

Mosquito-playing  violins
Remind me that summer has arrived.

I sit back and enjoy the summer solstice:
A gentle overture
Before the blaring heat of summer.


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Between Two Worlds

Most of my life, I've considered it fortunate that I was just ahead of the Baby-boom. Generally, the Baby-boomers were born between 1946 and 1964 after the fathers returned from World War II. It was a huge population explosion that has reverberated through American society.

This blog will be part history, part memories, part reflections of a retired teacher, but active "Senior". I have always felt like I straddled two generations forming a bridge. Sometimes I think like a baby-boomer, but sometimes I'm locked into my parents' Depression era thinking. I'm a dichotomy of two eras. But, I'm always ready to try something new---so here I am dipping my toes in the water of Blogworld.