Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Fifty-Four
-
Everything is still a little damp when I pull it out of the shower.
-
Baby turkeys in the open field.
-
We’re on our lucky field; the home team again. Let’s see if we can pull out another win.
-
“You should do it. You have a nice voice.” I sigh and then make my way up to the announcer’s box.
-
He hands me two pins. Now I feel official.
-
The last out on the plate. I start to tear up a little bit. All done. Everything over. Bittersweet.
-
Impromptu hangout.
-
Roses and tomatoes and berries, squash and melons and beans and okra. Pear and apple and fig trees. A garden of delights.
-
We grill the zucchini they gave us and add it to the salmon and salad. The perfect post-swim dinner.
-
What do I want to feel?