I lived without running water for a decade
and now that I re-read that sentence
I can hardly believe it myself.

But it has made me forever grateful for
my morning or evening shower;
running water
filling a pasta pot with water from the sink;
and cold, clear water to drink.

*783 million people in the world do not have access to safe water. This is roughly 11 percent of the world’s population.

*An American taking a five-minute shower uses more water than the typical person living in a developing country slum uses in a whole day.

*12 percent of the world’s population uses 85 percent of its water.

114. For the love of rainy days

barn in rain clouds
There is a spare beauty in gray mist
floating and rising from the valley floor,
Droplets on the window panes,
the quiet whishing of rain on the trees.
rainy day

Melancholy, some say.
But it teaches patience
and the understanding that we can’t always have our own way.

We are not in control of much,
though we like to plan and wear the foreman’s white hat.

Urbanization has meant misunderstanding of rainy days.
For city dwellers
rain brings spoiled plans, ruined picnics, traffic snarls.

Farmers, gardeners,
And those living in drought


The earth thirsts for rain,
And the water feeds and
fertilizes and
fills and

Inside, I ponder the choices.
Organize drawers, Write, Read, Sew, Bake bread, Take a nap?

Be productive,
Or not.
Such Luxury.

And the world looks so much sweeter when the sun breaks through.

shadows on the grass

110. Song for July

Barn painted, tractor repaired,
Barn painted
Jewels ripening, jam jars prepared.
Catalpas blooming,
catalpa blooming
hammocks waiting to be hung.
field of thistlesFields of wildflowers smiling at the sun.
Goldfinches yearning for those early seeds,
Spotted fawns feasting on the high weeds.
spotted fawn
Spider webs in the oven instead of on the grill,
Sunrise in July
  Sun rises early over the distant hill.
 Berries transformed, sweet on the tongue.
bare feet in clover
Bare feet in the clover,
July's song is sung.