Last gasp of joy
the sunlight glinting low off treetops
while the black clouds roll in
over the hills.

Purple lilacs and white viburnum, will you wait?

The temperature drops
and the winds pick up
driving branches, leaves and pedestrians
along the road.

Gentle apple and billowing cherry, will you wait?

Birds call out
to one another, searching and claiming,
gathering one more round
to feed the chicks tonight.

Tender tulips and stalwart weeds, will you wait?

There is a storm coming in. It made the students this afternoon quite agitated, but we are still waiting for it to actually “hit” our area. I love the light that comes in from the west on an incoming stormy evening. It gives a greenish, but still warm, highlight to all the plants, and turns the usually grayish silver of the undersides of leaves into a rose-gold.