Thursday, June 28, 2012
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 —
And still within a summer’s night
A something so transporting bright
I clap my hands to see —