Urban Garden

I am thinking that if I grow tomatoes and basil in buckets on my porch, gardening might be defined and approachable. I still will spend hot summer days working barefoot, baking bread, and hiding indoors next to the fan with my dog. I will swim, but I love privacy and solitude even more. I might take up moonlight ocean swimming with Lily. She glows in the dark like a real polar bear.

Today it is pouring. I wish I could borrow a policeman's raincoat, those yellow glow ones that reach to the ankles. I've got rain boots. Or maybe I'll just get soaked like Lily and dry off when we get home.