My Old Home

We got home a few hours ago. First thing I did was go for a bath. Ahhhh. Mario began putting stuff away. I crabbed at him for doing too much. 'Learn to relax,' I said. 'You are not a human doing; you are a human being.' Said the pot to the pan. Fall has definitely come to the gorge. The leaves of my peony bush have turned light red, tinged with orange. The poppies are in bloom again, and the gorge cliffs are sighing out summer breezes one last time. The wheel turns.