The highway was closed in two directions.
Sun glinted white on dashboards.
Later I heard about a wounded police officer.
The rest of the day I waited for you to call.
I left a message on your cell phone.
We were supposed to go swimming.
Along the firetrail near my house I saw smoke puffs
of thistle. Hemlock as tall as two people.
Only daisies bloomed. I did not pick those petals.