In the shade of the old brick fireplace
& an unknown about-to-flower tree-bush
Eating arugula and organic Parmesan
Sharing treats with the monsters
Birds chirp here & there, from above
Oatie hunting & sniffing in the bleeding hearts
Bailey snoozing at my feet, content in the shade
The breeze in the trees, whooshing leaves above
An errant horn
Far away cheers from the soccer fields
Solitude I hadn't planned for
I've never dined in my garden before
This will be the new normal
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