Summer’s really here. Turbulent breezes in advance of a torrential midnight rain, I stepped outside to listen, and high up there in the old black walnut I saw that one lonely light. Poor guy, I thought, it’s too soon, no one to see you wink in the dusky sky. Wrong. One there, wait – one there, another! And so it has begun. Meet me on the stoop. Enjoy it while it lasts.
