great owl on sunday morning

we walk up
for coffee. it's hot out even this
early in
the morning.
it's a short stroll from
the cul de sac on
great owl
to northside.
the regulars are there.
dogs,
and kids,
strollers, runners,
walkers.
a boy scout troop has
gathered in the parking lot.
preparing for some
journey
somewhere. arranging their
canvas gear.
we sit in the shade.
knee to knee.
unfold the new York times.
we have no where to be,
there is no rush, no hurry
on this sunday
morning.
this is what sunday is
all about.