alberta, you didn't let me down
we drove south with the windows rolled down
so hot, finally, after so much drizzliness and sweatshirts
the sun refracted through my windshield in millions of heatwaves
and she complained about the heat, about its relentlessness.
but i promised her that the drive back would not disappoint;
that the setting sun would be hazy and low in the sky
and that the ground would swallow up the extra heat
and that the alberta landscape would be seen in its perfect state
and alberta, you didn't let me down
you showed up in your wild, beautiful way.
your golden sunset glow and long, dark green shadows
were exactly what we needed to see.