|"The time passed extremely slowly, as time should pass, |
with the days lingering and long,
spacious and free as the summers of childhood
~ Edward Abbey
I watch ants scurrying at my feet, on seemingly important business, and a tiny red spider hurries across the page of my notebook.
A small planes engine drones as it soars acrobatically across the sky and the voices of excited children carry on the air as they play in their gardens causing dogs to bark as they join in the games.
Hoverflies are attracted to the flowers on the garden table and I watch a bee bumbling from flower to flower on the borage.
Starlings screech as they fight and argue on the feeders and I hear contrast in the soft cooing of a pigeon sitting on the roof ridge.
But, even on this idyllic day, I still find that summer is not my favourite season. The garden already looks tired and lacklustre through the absence of rain. If it wasn't for the annuals in their containers there wouldn't be much colour at all.
Still - I am content to ignore the negative side of the season and sit happily in the shade - reading, writing and watching the garden and all its visitors - appreciating and enjoying the everyday things that are going on all around me. For each day is precious and should be looked at in wonder and awe.
'Til next time - enjoy the summer while it lasts
it is all too fleeting.
p.s. This was an afternoon of respite after a busy and slightly stressful week and I haven't done as much blog visiting as I would like - sometimes it is hard to get round to see everyone - apologies.