An artist’s impression.
There is a small pond in the midst of the fields; a sanctuary for frogs and other amphibians (mallards swim there as well). Like an eye, looking at the skies; dark water shining from the overcast light.
I saw white flowers;
dancing and swaying
as the wind played
Public space; a hangout for grilling
Literally; the highway. Nicely curved concrete with steel pipes.
Black tears and bare metal.