Two soaks really,
one hot, one not.
Started in my lover’s
luxurious tub, lavender
Epsom salts, a Sunday
acrostic from the Times,
sipping water and porter
as needed.

Back home in the morning
to a lovely all-day soaker
from the sky, one last chance
to extract, root and all,
quarter-inch maples
and dinnerplate dandelions.

Best of all,
as we city gardeners say,
a rainy day keeps
the mowers away.