The backyard wildflowers are spectacular today, but they will be gone with a puff
of wind tomorrow. There are stored and hung canvases everywhere. Canvases stored inside collect dusk and outside the paint peels away. If
not for these, the wildfires will come. I want a lighter world. One that fits in a backpack; I am reminded of the upcoming wildfire season, and the past wildfire season, and the current wildfire season. I am reminded of the chaos in the world. I want only a backpack or a shared memory.

I wish I could put it all in my backpack  and  take it  with me.