Thick air. Summer heat. Summer noises: mowers, children, critters of all sorts.
Stench of death drifts from the woods. The dogs pause, catching the scent, then return to their routine explorations.
Butterflies. Multitudes of butterflies, dancing, floating, dashing. Hummingbird peeks through geranium leaves, moves on to the mandevilla.
Spectator on a Monday.
Creekside Whispers 