Picture Perfect
back to FDR State Park
log cabin #7 on Lake Delanor
evening shade of Slash pines
big around as burn barrels
hum of trucks puttering
around the lake loop
pulling campers
sound carrying across the water
country music from site 21
lighter fluid and charcoal wafting
smoke crossing borders
embers perfect, ready to grill
TORRENTIAL DOWNPOUR!
umbrella up, covering the flames
grilling steaks in the rain
together, all that matters
two yellow kayaks, one red canoe
paddling to shore
peace interrupted
steaks done, so is the rain
eerily quiet and still
air-conditioned cabin
too cool on damp skin
urges dinner on the screened stone porch
in the rockers
chirping of birds and crickets
tree frogs trilling
tender steak, coleslaw, dilled red potatoes
juicy seedless watermelon
two bottled Blue Moons
steam rising off the lake
in a misty picture
perfect