Half Way Through

I'm really not here

Away for a couple of days

Away from computers

Playing with thready friends

Down on the dike

the dairy farmer has cut the long willowy grasses

preparing for winter feeding

When the bales appear

I always feel summer is half way over

and that makes me sad

but also reminds me to live every moment

geese know it too

and are gently preparing their young for the long trek South