A Wasp’s Kiss

On a beautiful summer afternoon, you sit talking with a friend. You’ve eaten a delicious lunch including a scrumptious lemon tart; your hands are slightly sticky and sweet. It doesn’t matter; you are relaxed and unconcerned about the attention you may be attracting. From the corner of your eye you observe your new puppy frolicking in the weeds. Happily, she is not nibbling at your hands as she frequently does. But then something tooth-like scrapes across one of your fingertips. Confused for a moment, you realize you have been tasted by a yellow jacket.

Fortunately, it dislikes lemon tart.

Wasp image by Steven Bailey via flickr.com

Altitude

In the high mountains, the air is clear, the sun shines hot.  When the wind blows, it rages.  Thunder deafens and lightening blinds with obliterating brightness, erasing all shadows.

She sees across a vast expanse.  To  Eternity?  Further?   All because the air is thin.

Now, if only she could breathe.

Image by David Siglin via Unsplash.com