summer's start marked with
thunder, lightning, rain
pouring down in sheets
banging against windows
not yet quite sealed
I have missed
these summer storms
this solstice is the first
in our new house;
this storm marks
the season turning
spring to summer
finally
I can look ahead
to one season after another
plant redbud trees and
plan rose gardens
cultivate a life
of work and friends
children and love
in this intemperate
but much-loved clime
this is the place
this is the season
I have dreamed of.