Two fat bumblebees collided

We watched through the glass

They made another pass

Despite flying lopsided

Corn stalks broke the sod.

Defying the searing heat.

We accepted seasonal defeat.

Protected by AC while we jawed

Hazy blue sky smeared with clouds

The muggy air was still.

The hills blocked any breeze.

Lullabies of lawn mower sounds.

Freshly cut grass meant Advil.

But in that moment, I was at ease.