Sitting in the shade with Mikey on the back deck. I'm reading a book, he's under my legs. He looks so peaceful drifting in and out of sleep. I sip my chai latte and watch pollen float through the air. One lands on my cat, another lands on my dress. I cover my cup to protect my drink. Mikey wakes when birds chirp or children scream. An airplane flies overhead that I cannot see.