Under the Solano Sun

Under the Solano Sun on a cloudless day in June, it's hot. While I was crossing Santa Clara Street in front of city hall I was thankful that trees covered the street and provided a wonderful cool shade.

In my ignorance, I navigated through my life with little thought to the world outside my bubble that my daily routine had created.

Schools out Summer is neigh Veggies planted Await harvest Drought is always lurking...

Going about the mundane tasks that a garden demandsweeding, trimming, pinching, and groomingmy mind often wanders. A poem I learned many years ago sometimes brings me back to the present.

You know how it's really nice to have a story to tell about something? Well, here's the story of Doris's dogwood tree.... We have known Doris's son, Tom, for nearly forever. Steve and Tom played basketball together in high school.