A week when our thirsty hydrangeas and parched landscape
celebrated the arrival of much needed rain.
A week when the bike path reindeer waved a flag.
Perhaps in hope that our democracy will survive.
A week when the beginning of seasonal change
came in the form of flourishing Queen Anne’s lace.
A week when an appetizer mirrored social distancing,
and the addition of capers and olives elevated
chicken to new heights, bringing a touch of Italy home.