The sun, an inauspicious red glow
Suspended against an anemic summer sky.
The Northern fiery has left a film of patchy residue on my toy car,
An eyesore even to me.
These images have haunted the front page at breakfast table.
I've reserved my thoughts, what can I say that would make it better?

I'd allocated Saturday for family obligations.
42-degree, sticky, unforgiving Saturday.
The kind of day tempers are short and energy levels even shorter.
Lunch at Aka Tombo with mum-
A soothing blend of Japanese bossa nova and Asahi beer.
2 hats for the special bento,
Mallow gourd broth, unagi still moist in its juices, delicate reisling-tinted fruit salad.
Promised dad we'd see Andy Bey.
Well-timed sets, casual seating (thankfully), a handshake and autographed sleeves.
It was nice night,
Despite the ridiculous weather, dishwashing liquid gin, and stern bassist.