Sunday, June 24, 2007
Salad Days
These are the salad days of the gardening year; the lazy, blowsy days when all the weeding, digging, and other hard work has been done, and all that needs to be decided is whether to have a glass of lemonade or a bottle of cold beer in my hand when we wander about the pathways admiring the lushness of high summer. Flocks of newly fledged songbirds twitter in the treetops, the bullfrogs on the pond honk laconically in the warm afternoons, and the barred owls stir from their slumber in the long dusk, to hoot up and down the valley into the night. I have no more projects, no more plans, no thought of anything other than to enjoy the moment. Life is sweet.
Comments:
<< Home
It is indeed a wonderful time to get drawn up a path and over the hill... it is, indeed, cardinal shrub.
Don
Don
Even though I can't say that my garden chores are all "done", thanks for reminding me to sit back and enjoy! Now I don't feel so bad for accomplishing almost nothing last weekend! ;-)
Post a Comment
<< Home