The day before camping

The unpredicted sun
presiding over fragrant spring

is tender toward the youthful leaves,

bathing them in incandescent brilliance

The air still holds coolness

except for where there’s neither wind nor shade —

Most of the day is dancing

in the freshness of the soft north wind

There is no hint here

of tomorrow’s showers —

It’s hard to prepare

for what seems so unlikely —

surely this perfect blue

will last forever

©Wendy Mulhern

May 20, 2015