Near the end of my week of Arizona sun,we stopped for lunch in Sedona
at a small shopping village.
In the midst of it was a garden,
a shop selling great swirling metal yard art.
The relative cool of the garden
and the gently swirling forest of windblown creations,
soothed my sunburned spirits,
and gave me sense of peace.
My own small vegetable garden
creates this same sense of calm
at the end of a hot day.
Even as I pour sweat, weeding,
planting, pruning and harvesting,
the green of the plants
and the cool of the earth
restore my humor.
And while I own no giant modern windmill art,
the leaves dancing in the breeze
and the hummingbirds giving one another chase
give me all the creative movement I need.
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