Today there's an orange peel
And yet another bee
And I am still discouraged

The peel is vibrant
Like the color of the kumquats
On your tree
Mistaken for a key lime

But I was happy
Because I never really liked key limes anyway

I sit on top of a moss covered rock watching as a you look for crayfish in the water and Alex ponders on drawing material in the roots of a fallen and rotting tree.

I'm trying to write without rhyme these days.

But tonight, there's a bee, and I am discouraged.