Yesterday's rain has moved out to sea.
I took a drive out into farm country today.
It's the height of summer; all is green, blue and white.
Most of these farms are Amish owned and operated.
I saw a young girl, maybe eight, run from her house to the barn,
barefoot in a gingham dress and apron.
It could have been two hundred years ago...
Some general housekeeping,
start some bean sprouts, make some granola bars
while a breeze rustles the leaves and crickets sing.