Peeking through woodpecker’s work
In your seasoned fencing,
The hiss of pasta swelling
Is meandering about.
A batch of toffee brownies bake
For toddlers mesmerized
By Linus’s Great Pumpkin Patch.
Clyde, the Rhodesian, dismisses
An especial whimper of repose
While spooning his portly master
On this refrigerated October afternoon.
The gardener is pruning the shadow
Of a Colorado Blue Spruce
And is usurping its toppled bark
With a silver handled spatula.
With lemonade and a brownie
Cooling for him in the kitchen,
He swabs the last morsel
Of froth from the hedge
That watches over their home.