SATURATED COLOR in Postcards 4

Sometimes,
walking by the dry and hanging
laundry,
the colors knock me out with their
saturation.
Even my Hawaiian mumu’s
seem to blend in without
a fight with those other
summer colors.
I pause
and laugh,
then carry the colors in my
mind up the long
long upstairs climb
but don’t bring the clothes
with me
to hang up.
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• Himself: Yesterday was the heaviest workday ever, yet he managed to stay awake through a committee meeting for Next year’s Spring Round Up. Panel Committee. Today’s work is a little lighter.


• Me, myself, and I: On the Information Committee yet kept thinking about it as if it were the Transportation Committee. Yesterday: Swim, laundry, groceries, and more laundry. Today I am framing some work and hanging others. Quilting, I hope, perhaps a nap.


• Reading: Hillerman.


• Gratitude’s: For being here. For being able to give back too. Best of all, that the boys and their coach are out of their cave.

Last updated July 10, 2018