Crazy beginnings to hot summer days begin slow walks to the neighborhood fountain. Walking slow begins the neighborhood fountain where neighbors scream sitting on porches. Screams shouted from the front porch by neighbors are ignored by the dogs fighting in the dirt. Ignored by the dogs fighting in the dirt I walk by carrying a load precious to me. Precious are the loads I carry walking through the flower beds of yellow day lilies. Through the flower beds of yellow day lilies steps part the ways between useful and condemned. The useful and the condemned part ways between steps on crazy beginnings to hot summer days.