Gentle, chinook breezes blow
as nature’s creatures are busy.
The humans are as well. Progress
has been made on the new bird house.
Some days, long lengths of grass
for nests hang as we note a beak
or two pulling the piece inside to
fashion a nest. It is a rare kind
of lovely weather we are enjoying.
The calendar is getting full of
appointments; businesses open again.
The cedar closet is brimming.
A visitor moth lay on our window
for a couple days posing for my camera.
After long delays and waits, movers
emptied the storage space.
New chapters added to the book
of life. Shall I tackle unpacking some
of the boxes or shall I simply take
some time to relax and smell our roses?