our hot springs heaven
 with memories old and new
 (heat never gets old)
 

postcard of our state
 visit worth waiting years for
 nothing quite like it
 

fog leads through mountains
 to tiny house getaway
 for his fortieth
 

a day full of fights
 and anger at pissing cats
 ends with this hammock:
 

(let our souls have rest
 forgive our pets’ daily sins
 and let the day end)