Out Walking

The solitude around our neighbourhood is welcome in the morning as my eyes overlook the delicatly covered grasses of dew I walk from block to block looking at the houses some out of the 1950's that need a little work and others so modern one is not sure where the entrance is... I notice to my delight there is a pond created with streaks of orange fliting hither and non past the greenery and into a shell for cover - some lucky cat could get lucky one day- The air is so sweet honeysuckle fragrance reminds me of my youth and I am filled with a warmth that transends explanation,