Light as a feather, the delicate rose petals DANCE above a PLATE, heavily scented flowers shedding. An array of pink-tipped debris falls across the table. Human dancers move, both AGILE and smooth, in and out of the tables. My table, off to the side, affords me a good view of the roses, the dancers, and the golden sunlight. What a perfect summer evening for a garden party!

Georg’ann

Driving the country road over hills,
around the curves
through woods and cornfields
in search of the tallest TRAIN trestle.
She spans high above a field dotted with wildflowers.
I watch a butterfly land on a DAISY
in the late afternoon sun
all manner of fluttering, swooping, buzzing
around me
It is gloriously ALIVE
I marvel at the AGILE perching,
how carefully balanced these tiny legs on delicate petals.

Heather