Wild raspberries, blueberries, tiny strawberries in the fields behind the house, if you know where to look before stepping, and I do. Freshly planted lavender and a thousand free-growing tiger lilies, all bending toward us, confiding; and the pines, a hundred feet tall, their top branches mobile and creaking, reeds on the lake, and daisies on the shore, all moving together in flow and rush of wind. The nights are short between deep dusk and pale dawn, and in the afternoon the water catches sun, filling the eye with sparkle so that we're sparkle blind, nothing but sparkle and sun and the wind rush: summer.
16 comments:
it's mighty cold here and a little bit of that summer would be very welcome.
i especially love the line "The nights are short between deep dusk and pale dawn"
Hi Leah,
It is so hot here and being at a lake would surely be nice with all the sparkle in the sunlight. And fresh berries sparkling with fresh morning dew sound so yummy, well except the part about picking them. I would probably break out in hives due to my allergies, but eating them are just fine.
Have lots of fun and enjoy all the sparkles.
God bless.
ah, sounds like a lovely summer...i would take berries over chocolate any day...hope you are enjoying it!
You paint a beautiful and welcoming picture Leah.
Yes, indeed you do
Hi! Thanks for the nice words. I was experimenting with blogging from my iPhone, deep in the Adirondacks, and it seems to be working! Even uploads my photos!
Excellent
sweet! xoxoxox
I could do with some sparkle about now...
Words from within, they flow easily and with feeling at the flourish of your pen. Superb.
Moody clouds and rods of rain: British Summer.
Sx
Jealous! :¬)
xxx
beautiful photo...hope you are enjoying!!!
Perfect copy for a stunning scene.
The perfect place... *sigh* That's what summer is all about! :-)
You've certainly brought some sparkle to my day, Leah.
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