Sunday Symphony continues...
The afternoon is full of colours dancing through the bouganvillias in salmon, orange, white,plumbago violet-blue, flamboyants red and yellow,the sun streaming, pouring from the blue bowl of the sky,heated silk across the skin already damp with sweat. Bees and lizards drowse flash of blue-black carapace,an emerald green much brighter than the olivine leaf it rests against.
Lunch is good, roast beef en croute and chicken baked all golden jostle against hot orange carrots snuggled with translucent onions, cabbage and broccoli combine while avocado partners pale flesh of cucumber spiked with lime. Red wine, clear water, dark brown soda, each glass displays its colours boldly and white teeth gleam as laughter, conversation part red lips and voices weave a harmony around the table.
Utensils still and close together, plates are cleared while satisfaction quiets down the voices
and people drowse like bees and lizards, tan and dun hides gleaming with their mist of perspiration.
The colours frolic, vivid hot and sultry, drowned in light that makes them brighter than the eye can comprehend as nap time beckons.