"So many people who go afield for enjoyment
leave it behind them at home."
David Grayson in A Countryman's Year
I don't think I will ever take this view for granted.
When I let Otis and Milo out every morning
I look at it.
When I wash dishes I see it from
my kitchen window.
All through the summer day,
we watch purple martins soar above it.
We dread the day they return to Sao Paulo.
But in the fall Mr. & Mrs. Smith,
two Canadian geese,
may return to the pond.
not often enough 😉,
two little granddaughters return
to enjoy the pond.
When we've been very very good,
at the end of the day
there are watercolor sunsets
reflecting on the surface.
Otis and Milo, RH and I,
take one last turn around the yard
and say goodnight to the pond.
It has no name.
It is our neighbor's pond
although it is closer to our door than his,
our view of it is better than his,
and he said I could name it.
He's so nice to share it with us.
He also brings us pecan pies and blackberries.
I hope to never leave enjoyment behind me
searching for it afield.
So much of it is here at home.
What would you name it if you were me?