Gardens, wild life , and books

I can feel the heat rising as the weather reports predict. We've had cool , glorious days this week but  now we are  bracing ourselves for 100 or above.  WATER.


Much activity this morning:
 A deer scurried away as I was heading to my neighbors blueberry bushes.   I'm sure he was having a treat and  also  the birds.  As I was watering the garden , a heron took flight over the trees off of  the creek at the back of our yard.( reminded me of a scene in The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel where a white heron takes flight. Gorgeous filming ) 
 I don't know why that thrills me.  I  live in suburbia on the outlays of a city.  As I watered, I prayed for the weekend here and  those back home. 

Keep cool wherever you are. 
It is summer and as Emily wrote:


A something in a summer’s Day
As slow her flambeaux burn away
Which solemnizes me.

A something in a summer’s noon —
A depth — an Azure — a perfume —
Transcending ecstasy.

And still within a summer’s night
A something so transporting bright
I clap my hands to see —