When you go to the family farm...

You never know how dirty you'll get...

or what you'll find growing...

You might find some pretty things to photograph...

Your parents will probably have fun...

Your kids might learn something new...

or hone a valuable skill like waiting...

There could be treats and a snapping fire...

and your usually obedient dog might, just maybe, need a leash!

company for dinner

hot kitchen,

the loud fan lies to my skin

chopping board

 silver knife, emerald lettuce

my hair dances in the breeze and sticks to my face

ruby red watermelon drips on the floor

fragrant onion sings in the pan

salty slivers of anchovy

 creamy golden egg yolk

big yellow bowl on my black counter top

 forks for 12

 bon appetit!

two black puppies

7 happy children

plastic cups sweating on the table

sharing memories, making new ones

steamy summer night

 bare feet picking up gravel on the sidewalk

car doors interrupt the humid silence

voices drift across the dark dry grass

let's do it again soon!

Sh-hhhhh!

 this is a {quiet} sport!

 talking is kept to a minimum

 

 Ava and I clown around quietly

using bits and pieces to make a forest princess

spying on a quiet spider

and keeping the other eye on a quiet dog

Wordless Wednesday