laundry afternoon

Soon the leaves will unhitch
their green posts. They'll pitch
tents in the backyard
and lie there, splendid,
looking up at the stars, and the sky
will be clean as cotton shirts
drying in a September sun.

I need to get some clothespins...


  1. pretty photos! i like your little poem, too. :-)
    thanks for sending the recipe site, too!

  2. There is something so beautiful about clothes hanging outside to dry in the sun. The poem (your poem?) is lovely, too.