reading poetry by the mississippi

Yesterday I desperately needed to escape for a while. Luckily for me, there's a very pretty river nearby that is perfect for finding moments of peace.

I smiled when I saw this chalk love on a nearby street.

I soaked in the verdant life all around me. So much green everywhere.

I read poetry on a bench facing the river. I basked in the sunlight. I felt the breeze on my cheek. The air smelled fresh and clean.

I wore my schoolmarm/sailor dress but no matter its charm, it couldn't shake my melancholy.

And finally, I watched this tiny bird for much too long, until the light from the setting sun barely squeezed through the trees.