Water rings bounce out
from the tulips to the edge of the vase
as I type a little too hard
here at the dining room table
on a day when I am not supposed to be
working at home.
A gentle load whirs in the dryer
downstairs
Teddy calls out m-nah (banana) when Blue prompts him
electronically
upstairs.
Cookie dough chills in the fridge
“This dough is very soft,
so it’s imperative that it’s been chilled before
you roll it out.”
Charlie’s bus will be here before too long
bringing with it
for better and worse
a play date companion.
Despite the sun and rare warmth
the weeding and pruning will have to wait
amazingly
for yet another day.
I went part time in December.
