In lieu of sleep

Reading Tolstoy at 2am. In the midst of battle, a long loud rumble of thunder fires the artillery to life. I rescue damp washing lit by lightning flash.

Honey stirs. I snuggle. Rain streams down as she feeds. The boys dream on, warm and undisturbed.

Eye-candy

An improbable flash of purple on green - a kingfisher darts to the dam.

Summer

UV so strong that even the sunflowers turn their faces away.

The HOTTEST day of the year

Frozen raspberries melt to a mouthful of sweetness and seeds.

Parked in the sun

Air radiates from the dash, too hot to breathe. I drive with only my fingernails touching the wheel.

Court House

Old wood, dust and leather combine with the musty scent of ancient paper.

Out of our element

He clutches me, giggling, every muscle tensed to resist the surging suck and swell of the surf.