Damp wet ground from an early morning rain, yellow school bus long gone
Coffee poured, iced and sweetened
Eggs scrambled with knobs of butter
Goat cheese tucked into soft folds, chives sprinkled
Salt, pepper, sriracha
The front porch calls

Seat cushions dusted and plumped, table wiped
Warm biscuits straight from the oven, dolloped with homemade rhubarb and cherry jam
Neighborhood hummingbirds zip and drink sweet nectar from the feeder
Crickets rub their legs together telling me Fall is near
Warm and sticky Midwest temperatures tell me it’s still summer here
Soon The Professor heads back to campus

But for today
It’s Friday


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