I sit in the garden, my senses attuned to this moment. It is a PEARL of an August day with hints of fall. Gently, the leaves float on a breeze that almost moves me out of my chair to get a sweater. I am so content just looking ABOUT and noticing what is there. Alas, an intruder – the breaking of peace in the form of noise, a most unpleasant beeping and sounds of machines. Not the AUDIO I wanted for this moment. With a sigh, I retreat, choosing a moment between beeps to go, wanting to leave on a positive note of silence.

Georg’ann

QUITE sweaty, much dance
HUMID night, full moon rising
AUDIO grooving

Heather