A week that began with a Mother’s Day bouquet
and lobsters to mark the occasion.
Another week when the “Groundhog Day” nature of life
caused the days to blur into sameness.
Relieved only by the riotous bursts of color
on local crabapple trees and bushes.
A week when the Chart Room opened for take-out.
Nostalgia for openings in past seasons tempered only
by the perfection of their lobster salad. 
A week that ended with herbs, ready to be planted.
Purchased with an urge for normalcy
in times that are the antithesis of normal.