I’m at work
At my plain air desk
Today it is in the landscape
At one of the Churches
Refreshing and trimming
Time is not a factor though
I know it is close to 3 o’clock
Yellow buses head to schools
I hear the engines and breathe the exhaust
My pile of clippings looks like a green igloo
Kids living in the neighborhood
Walk by singularly or grouped
Some have bags on their back
Others carry gadgets or phones
I say hello if I’m looking their way
They walk by with no reply
Eyes slightly glazed
How are you doing?
I say to
A group of three
They walk by with blank faces
I begin to think that
All these kids must be related
Finally an energetic fellow replies
Even asks how I am
He must be a new resident, I surmise
As I load the clippings
Into the back of my truck
Now it’s time for a nap
Stanski
May 17, 2022, ^
Steve Haarman 