In the vineyards.  Peace.  Quiet.

Collection.

Could and would never tire of this.

Lifting wind, gently assertive.

Under tree.  Taking my time.

I’ll write more later.

Right now I just want to let this

Shade right me.  Now I’m right.

In head and heart– beat beat–

So too sweet.

Don’t want to go back to work and

Why would I with a spot like this.

And this is. My spot. Now. And every now.

(7/2/16)