The blueberries that we picked from the garden last night
Were gorgeous, plump, juicy
And utterly flavorless.

The same constant deluge that caused their size and abundance
Washing away all the sugar and substance

The dawn today broke bright, humid
And completely colorless
From the smoke drifting down from our northern neighbors

Another disappointment on what was supposed to be a laid back start to vacation
And quickly morphed into a constant stream of emergencies I will have to tackle when I finally make it to work

But for now, we’re walking, the dog and I
My (usually compliant) asthmatic lungs burning in the haze
And this afternoon’s forecast calls for more thunderstorms