June 30, 2014

Not ready to leave

you behind my fair month, June.

July's too busy.

June 29, 2014

When it should be rest,
why are weekends filled with chores?
Need a vacation.

June 28, 2014

Sleeping very late,
recharging my batteries.
Ready for next week.

June 27, 2014

Holding my breath,  I
survey the garden for plants.
Phew! The plants survive.

June 26, 2014

Choosing garden plants,
prickly, bitter, deer-proof things.
Hope we chose wisely.

June 25, 2014

The pile of dirt is
still there. No dirt gnomes moved it.
I hope they will soon.

June 24, 2014

Dreaming of hamsters,
must mean something. I draw blank.
I wake next to cat.

June 23, 2014

At chiropractor
to erase the physical
strain of gardening.

June 22, 2014

Something to stop wet
clothes, floors, burned hands, wasted time.
Dreams of dishwashers.

June 21, 2014

Saturday sleep in,
erase the trials of the week.
Weekend sleep in bliss.

June 20, 2014

A week of hauling,
digging, weeding, gardening.
I'm so exhausted.

June 19, 2014

When weeding becomes
a treat, you know you've hauled too
much soil for the day.

June 18, 2014

Every time I turn
around, there is something more,
endless garden tasks.

June 17, 2014

Giant pile of soil,
waiting to join the garden,
mountain not mole hill.

June 16, 2014

Willing to cuddle,
till I open the front door.
You're gone like a shot.

June 15, 2014

I think back fondly,
to all the times that we've shared.
How the years fly by.

June 14, 2014

Sunny summer is
broken by rainy grey day.
Parched gardens rejoice.

June 13, 2014

Mount Tolmie looking
out over Victoria,
silently observes.

June 12, 2014

So little time left,
till my sister's wedding day.
Oh, how time has flown.

June 11, 2014

Fog over Oak Bay,
drifting off Strait of Georgia,
hiding tweed curtain.

June 10, 2014

Indignant cat yowl,
left too long in ruinous rain.
Revive with catnap.

June 9, 2014

Returning to dirt,
battling invasive grass.
Dreaming of flowers.

June 8, 2014

A plague on our house,
time will erase memories,
kneeling by toilet.

June 7, 2014

Sickness returns to
haunt husband, must be virus.
Either way, it's vile.

June 6, 2014

When my stomach churns,
sun still shines to light the day.
The cat bathes in warmth.

June 5, 2014

Sunshine after storm,
I venture to eat again.
I will trust anew.

June 4, 2014

Miserable night,
food poisoning leaves me spent.
Searching for culprit.

June 3, 2014

Anticipation
of a fine sunny picnic,
speeds me through my chores.

June 2, 2014

Crows comb through long grass
in search of dumped stale crackers.
Seagulls don't share well.

June 1, 2014

Early morning drive
to airport, warm bread  bought from
baker's, back to bed.