A Day in the Garden
Flitting to and fro a marble sized bumblebee dusts a bright golden poppy,
Nearby two orange dragonflies perch on wind swaying branches.
Atop the sun bleached wooden fence a tiny black cat with a red collar slips through a ever widening crack
She spots me and turns back, but not before I notice her belly and know that she has kittens hidden somewhere.
I call her back, “come kitty kitty” there are nice little gray field mice scurrying below your soft padded feet.
She pauses hunched, and leaps to the other side “Not today” she seems to say, “Not today.”
Sitting by the fountain, I stare at green feathered hummingbirds drinking nectar and sword fighting above my head.
Later in the afternoon, the sun makes its way west and I return to sit on the garden bench breathing in the scents of honeysuckle and blackberry blossoms.
In the distance, among the Irises I see a fluffy gray tail waving like a flag,
My neighbors cat Charlie, stalking gophers, patrolling borders, snacking on field mice.