The exercise:
Let us see what comes from: the egg.
It was a hot one today. Kat and I ended up sitting in the shade outside the new greenhouse this morning, potting up more seedlings. We had planned on doing work in the garden but the sun was set to broil and the greenhouse work badly needed doing anyway.
We took our first trip of the year to the beach this afternoon, relaxing under a tree before grabbing some gelato. It was good to have a proper break during this busy, busy time.
Mine:
Abandoned by its creators,
It sits upon the forest floor;
Vibrating ever so slightly,
It dances to an unheard score.
Suddenly a slight crack appears,
A black line upon its red shell;
No souls are here to bear witness,
But perhaps that is just as well.
The creature within is silent,
Watching and waiting for a sign;
It will not step beyond its cage
Until I come to make it mine.
