Saturday, June 7, 2008

Utopia


Dad buzzing by on the lawnmower, grass clippings on the washed out driveway, three mismatch ducks roaming the barnyard, the smell of an overgrown lilac, freshly turned under manure, steak and morel mushrooms on the front porch for breakfast, and a bath in my garden tub to top off the day. I'm never going back to school.