Joining Victoria Slotto and dVerse poets in the garden…
robin dips in birdbath
tiller turns black loam
to plant potatoes early
sugar-snap peas on fence
deep red geraniums in pots
pick peppers and ripest
tomatoes for pint jars
of homemade salsa
memories embedded in
rubber palm, fabric back
of mom’s garden gloves
a poem in my pocket 
Aug 14, 2020 @ 09:12:24
And with your words I am there.
Aug 14, 2020 @ 11:22:57
thanks 🙂
Aug 14, 2020 @ 18:00:02
My pleasure
Aug 13, 2020 @ 21:56:28
such a vivid composition, lynn! love the alliterations here and there, too!
Aug 14, 2020 @ 11:22:21
So glad you like it!
Aug 11, 2020 @ 21:55:57
beautiful garden!
Aug 12, 2020 @ 17:38:46
thanks!
Aug 11, 2020 @ 15:33:08
Oh yes, the memories your yummy poem brought to me. Thanks.
Aug 11, 2020 @ 20:35:17
my pleasure 🙂
Aug 11, 2020 @ 14:13:01
I was hoping my farmer friend would show up. This really touched me, Lynn, thanks to the very special last stanza. It gave me the same feeling that I have when I wear something of my mother’s.
Aug 11, 2020 @ 14:14:33
A virtual hug to you, Victoria, for your heartfelt comment!
Aug 12, 2020 @ 16:25:16
Back attacha!
Aug 11, 2020 @ 13:51:35
Beautiful imagery! I agree with Sanaa. The inclusion of memories from your mom’s gardening gloves was a nice touch.
Aug 11, 2020 @ 14:11:04
Thanks for stopping by my garden!
Aug 11, 2020 @ 08:52:46
This is absolutely exquisite, Lynn! I especially love the image of; “sugar-snap peas on fence/ deep red geraniums in pots.” 💝
Aug 11, 2020 @ 14:09:41
I appreciate your comments, Sanaa!