My Northwest Nature Writing teachers ♥
Lawn Gnomes go Hiking
– photograph June 2007 –
They stoop there on the ground beneath the maples,
Frozen in time – like the miniature gnome statues
Old ladies keep in their gardens to amuse little children.
Rain drips from the cool green maples and thimbleberries,
Grounding the mosquitoes that have tracked them the duration of the hike,
Granting a brief respite from their needling attacks.
The one on the left – his hat is on upside down,
And he smirks, as if privy to some witty secret.
The other, on the right, wears glasses.
A pair of binoculars dangles from his neck,
Patiently awaiting the song of another bird.
Some things, they share – blue jeans, folded hands, beards.
Their backpacks lie close, camouflaging long awaited lunches
From monsters more portentous than mosquitoes.
Only one thing is missing from this scene
— They flaunt no gaudy pointed hats.
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