There is a magnificent simplicity to summer. Until the heat settles on you like a heavy wet blanket.
“Full many a glorious morning have I seen…” Shakespeare
“My delight and thy delight, walking like two angels white, in the gardens of the night.” – Robert Bridges
In the stores, I see shelves holding Halloween and Christmas finery. Making me feel as though I’ve stepped into a time warp of sorts.
“Sweets grown common lose their dear delight…” Shakespeare
I am being regaled with the whispery-winged dragonflies as the heat drones on.
But after a few minutes, I hurry inside to escape the heat.
“Everything that grows, holds in perfection but a little moment.” Shakespeare
“Tree at my window, window tree, my sash is lowered when night comes on. But let there never be a curtain drawn between you and me.” – Robert Frost
It is on these days that I love to stand and watch the little oceanic world inside my saltwater aquarium. It cools and soothes me to watch these fish swim lazily through the water and rocks.
“We are stardust, we are golden, and we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden.” (Woodstock) Joni Mitchell
Yes, come fall I think.