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wisps of cabin woodsmoke

ivy vines encircle hollowed gourds

thick towering velvetleaf stalks

shadow zinnia buds,

pink and yellow and TBD

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Having just watched Spain totally dominate Argentina, I have to say that I have thoroughly enjoyed my very first World Cup experience.

I now understand (a few) of the rules and how the game is played, much more so than I did just one month ago!

I’ve been blown away by the fans, the pageantry, the passion, the colors, the music, the outfits and costuming, the moves and the fierce traditions of all these massively engaged soccer devotees and the athleticism of the players they love. The whole thing has been quite a ride, and I am so glad I decided to give it a go.

My husband and I both enjoyed watching and now I ‘get’ why the World Cup is such a beloved sporting event worldwide. Hopefully, the limited knowledge I’ve attained watching the 2026 World Cup will not escape me when the crazy chaos returns four years from now!

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I’m grateful

for a dip in the dew point

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noshing on a handful of cashews

a Greek yogurt chaser, yummy key lime

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my summer sustenance,

some midmorning refreshment

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we’re watching the Open

and, later, the World Cup Final

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a lazy-perfect way

to enjoy another warm day in July

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Photo by Carrie Borden on Unsplash

Claude Monet painted a series of more than 250 water lily paintings,

a major tenet of his work the last 31 years of his life.

He so loved his water lilies, gardeners rowed a small boat each morning,

out to the middle of a pond, just to dust and clean them, per his bidding. 

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three twigs neatly arranged beneath the dash,

carefully aligned between accelerator and brake

urine-filled pop cans and bottles

hidden in closet crevices, those darkest of corners

fears of a lover’s demise during the night,

vibrating alarms allow silent sentry 

doors locked & unlatched, locked & unlatched

in an exasperating repetition of senseless obsession

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dappled sunlight augments the subtle splendor

of a simple garden pond —

its lovely waters, a simmering hot-bed

of potentialities