Summer teases us with her dramatic, exaggerated changes of mood and meaning, but if we know our own history well enough to remember it, we can be sure that her graces will always return when the time is right.
Art-Colored Glasses
Original poetry, essays, artworks, photographs & musings on whatever moves me…
Art-Colored Glasses 
So lovely, my lovely…
Why, thank you kindly, my dear!
This one is one for reproduction on tapestry, along with the persimmon one 2…
Oh, my! I’ll get back to you on that. 😉 I just ‘fixed’ the layout, which hadn’t printed quite as intended when I hit ‘publish’. Hope you approve. 🙂
My heart is warmed to know that summer is (hopefully) not too far around the next corner for us.
Have a happy day.
🙂 Mandy xo
I hope it’s a spectacular summer, my dear!! Happy but VERY hot days here right now. I hope our little plants pull through okay. 🙂
xoxo
K
You’ve painted a picture in your poem and the analogy at the end, is a good one! Enjoyed.
I’m always especially glad when you enjoy my poetry posts, O Bard! 😀
Yes, with the heat and dryness, even in the Northeast US, it has been a struggle for the garden to grow this year, but a little rain and cooling dew and I can already see it returning to its splendid self. Lovely post!
I think you must have sent ‘good vibes’ this way: it rained here a little at last today too, and we’re told it *might* even bless us tomorrow with just a little more! 🙂