June?

I always wonder where planes

are heading.

On the lovely summer mornings

when it's fine enough to eat

my breakfast on the patio,

I sit very still and watch the 7:15 am plane

fly away.

I've asked summer to return.

June has always been a favourite month of mine.

Perhaps it's because I cling

like crazy to the last long days of light,

not wanting winter to come.

I want no more days of Biblical rain.

After all,

I have planes to watch.



Drinking
Tea

Eating
Nothing as it's rather late

Reading
The House of  the Spirits

Mood
Sleepy

Todays shot taken,
by me, at exactly 7:15 am,
this morning.

Todays post prompted by the fact
that my son's American girlfriend ( who is living with us)
has returned to the States for a 12 day visit.
I am missing her more than she knows.