I’ve washed the salt out of my hair

and rubbed the soil back into my skin.

Late summer harvests fill my kitchen—

tomato sauce simmers on the stove,

carrots wait to be made into soup,

zucchinis pile up,

and melons balance on the table while

peppers, onions, eggplant, beets, basil, parsley and more all

teeter and spread over tables and floor.

The only thing lacking is time

or is it?

Time is relative, Einstein said.

He also said, “the only reason for time is so that everything doesn’t happen all at once.”

Late summer doesn’t listen to that logic.  The only option then is to stretch time out, blow it up like a balloon, and let it grow at the speed of the garden.