spindle legs and dappled back,
a tiny fawn has found shelter
in the balsam orchard,
along with the mama.
nearly a dozen cedar waxwings twitter
in the pine outside the kitchen window,
gorging on the pine nuts.
local strawberries and asparagus
sit on the kitchen counter,
along with a jar of sun tea.
crows and blue jays
chatter the sun to the horizon
as the light slips from gold to orange
and tips the grasses in the meadow.
the familiar train whistle
moves along the valley below,
and floats in through the open window
(inviting a blanket on the bed at night).