Last fall my niece Jen sent me these 2 lovely autumn leaves. She lives in New Jersey, so autumn puts on a more colorful show there than we get on the South Texas Gulf Coast. They arrived in perfect condition and I pressed them between the pages of my gratitude journal. This week I smiled with pleasure when the leaves fell again – out into my lap. I texted her a thank you. It was as if they waited until the calendar said go for their repeat performance.
Blowing bubbles on the porch with my 2 year old granddaughter turns me into a child again. We laugh as we watch the bubbles float out over the grass and disappear. This batch of bubbles mysteriously decided to stay longer, lingering on a fern frond or hibiscus leaf long enough to amaze us.
globe of mystery
I hold my breath.
reluctant raindrops linger
gathered on leaf’s edge.