Blowing Rock again
town of flowers
low humidity cool breezes
August different from July
last year flowers were riotous
this year day
lilies are spent no rhododendrons
instead town is awash in hydrangeas daisies black-eyed Susans
petunias never stop
blooming until first freeze.
My sister Beth is here
staying in her own upscale
place
she likes her own space
she says.
Katherine stayed here
Thursday to Sunday
Keith arrives today with
Penny
along with Beth’s
husband Bill.
I want to be alone just
for a while.
Arrived Monday
played pickleball Tuesday
open play on outdoor
basketball court
in the mornings
around 10:30 gets too
hot for me
hot being 75 degrees if
sun is shining
ridiculous.
Hurricane Debby rained
all day Wednesday Thursday
Friday Katherine and I returned
to Arborcrest Gardens
hydrangeas blooming
there too
Saturday we all went to
sappy movie
Katherine was emphatic no
pickleball mom
we played mahjong here
which Katherine loved
Beth did not.
Which left Sunday morning
for pickleball
missed church for first
time in forever
mom I can’t believe you
are missing church!
even sweet Blowing Rock
Methodist
even Cokesbury
sing-a-long!
There was outdoor worship
close
to pickleball courts I
enjoyed listening
while playing
service was short
pickleballers came over
when it ended
pickleball church!
I’m tired of eating out
everything is expensive
yesterday and today I
told Beth no more
I’m making food and
eating it
last night we ate my
soup at her place
which has a gorgeous
deck.
This Friday to Sunday a
long-time friend will visit
a lapsed United
Methodist
I probably will drag
her to church
Blowing Rock Methodist
especially the sing-along
which she will like
if she will go with me.
A year ago July I came
here
to escape Elderberry
the people the heat feeling
trapped indoors
this year Elderberry is
in rear-view mirror
I play pickleball every
other day in Chapel Hill
except Sundays
in air conditioning
no longer feel trapped
inside.
This year probably will
be my last
to spend more than a
few days
in sweet Blowing Rock
the town wrapped in flowers.
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