Rengay Through the Seasons by Masago & Friends

 

 

Between Rengay #49, Late-Summer by Vaughn Seward (CA) The wipers almost clean off the windshield — bugs rest in pieces. Pansies from her garden — plated between panes. Two slices of fresh deli rye — watercress. Picnic table — seven of us try to fit around. We all pose for the shot — the shutter, slowly pressed. A frog in water flicks out its tongue — catches a fly. Click here for Notes   A Rosy Shade Rengay #50, Late-Summer by Vaughn Seward (CA) Sweltering day — he tries to cook an egg on the sidewalk. A few hours on the beach — she turns a rosy shade. Panting dog — if only this pink lemonade could help. Hot night — we try to sleep above the sound of the fan. An afternoon siesta — sounds of an ice-cream truck. Heat shimmer on the pavement... gone, as we drive near. Click here for Notes   Bits of Sunset Rengay #51, Late-Summer by Vaughn Seward (CA) Summer's end — covered with a yellow polka-dot bikini. Hot-dog... a bite leads to mustard spots on my shirt. Somebody forgets to bring the insect repellent — mosquito welts. Ta-ta, ta-ta-ta... a sapsucker peppers the birch with holes. The odd leaf has turned colour — late summer. Bits of sunset through the branches, a dance on his back. Click here for Notes   Finding the Sun Rengay #52, Late-Summer Gary Gay and Vaughn Seward Summer thunder — fireflies blink among the tall corn. Corndogs in each hand — we wade through the crowd. From the top of the ferris wheel — so many stars. Up-turned bike — a ladybug on a spoke of the spinning wheel. Between the fence slats — a daisy finds the sun. Journey's end — the lighthouse among the rocks flashes a welcome. Click here for Notes