the first of the month
and only one month left of summer

on the island to nowhere
at least, it's real

sunrise at 06:05
not exactly a new dawn . . .

heart like a wheel

new toy
for yet another Day One

urban decay, in a decaying city

music for the summer fireworks

summer, back again but belated

the escape ladder, if I might contemplate

no parking, no loitering and don't bother

arrivederci, sunshine

memories of a midsummer night's dream

34C today, warm enough for you?

Summer, finally!

140 years, 11 years, 1 year;
can't remember, or just don't want to anymore . . .

tempted to cross that bridge. . .

last year's ending, replicated today

gazing out the window, it's not so sunny inside . . .

another neighborhood, another world . . .

It's not quite summer yet . . .