things i notice
sitting on the deck step
in november
(without my phone):
the sun lights up the grass
moving in the small wind
sparking, glittering
there's a silvery spider web draped
across the bottom of the handrail
illuminated, swinging and
will eventually be broken
once I cross, forgetting it's there
black bobtail cat soaking in the light
IS THAT A BEE
no, sigh
my red and black buddy, boxelder
harmless