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I love bright weather . . . when the fields are green,
When every garden tries to steal the scene,
Flaunting its loveliness with tender pride,
And Earth takes on the raiment of a bride.
I love bright weather with a touch of rain,
To gladden up the fields and wash the grain,
'Til every leaf shines like a warrior's blade,
And fields are like a carpet richly laid,
I love bright weather . . . when the skies bend down,
To touch the little houses of the town,
When red-cheeked apples and sweet Bartlett pears,
Send out their messages like signal flares.
When wheat has taken on its golden coat,
And there is rapture in the robin's note;
When purple haze hangs like a temple veil,
Along the upper reaches of the trail.
I love bright weather . . . sown with stars and song,
And shadows on the stubble blue and long,
Like ladders stretching out along the ground,
Showing the world where Peace might still be found.
~Edna Jacques, Bright Weather
The Hills of Home, 1946
As we near the end of the month of June I am looking forward to diving deep into summer. It hardly seems possible that we are halfway through the year, but here we are. The water's of July are near enough for us to be tipping our toes into them, waiting for us to plunge in headfirst. Oh, I do so love the summer months with their bright and sunny days.
A season of warmth and abundance, a time when the sun kisses the earth and everything seems to burst with life. It's the season of long days and short nights, where the air is filled with the scent of blooming flowers and the sound of laughter from outdoor gatherings. There's a sense of freedom as schools close and vacations begin, offering a chance to create memories under the open sky. Whether it's the thrill of a spontaneous road trip, the relaxation of lying on a sun-drenched beach, or the simple pleasure of ice cream on a hot day, summer brings with it joys that help to warm the heart long after the season fades. I love bright weather . . .
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Of course not all days bring sunshine to our tables. We sometimes get rainy days as well, which bring with them their own special gifts.
The fresh scent of rain on the earth refreshes the air, and the lush greenery that follows is a vibrant reminder of nature's cycle of renewal. Indeed, there's a unique beauty and tranquility in the gentle embrace of a rainy day that I quite enjoy. There is a deep pleasure to be found in being tucked up safe and warm indoors, curled beneath a throw, as you watch rain and wind pelt against the windows.
Life is a mix of both sunshine and rain . . .
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In the realm of flowers, white blooms like jasmine and lilies exude a delicate fragrance, standing for innocence and grace. The color white, in its simplicity, holds a universal beauty, reflecting light in a way that brings calm and comfort to the beholder. It's a testament to the elegance that exists in the absence of color, a blank slate that invites endless possibilities.
I especially love white in a garden . . .
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They are especially lovely at night . . . as moonlight dances on their petals, these flowers glow with a luminescent grace, casting a spell of peace over the evening.
A white garden is not just a feast for the eyes; it's a sanctuary where every breeze carries the subtle perfume of jasmine, and every corner offers a moment of reflection. It's a place where time slows, and nature's beauty whispers to us in hushed tones.
Oh how blessed I was to have witnessed such pleasures as this in my lifetime . . .
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It's a time when the world slows down, and the hushed whispers of the night creatures weave a lullaby. The moon, in its silvery splendor, casts a gentle glow, creating a landscape of soft shadows and mystery. This enchanting time offers a moment of reflection and peace, a soothing balm for the soul after the day's hustle.
Indeed, the night has a quiet magic, one that whispers of secrets and dreams waiting to be discovered.
A vision of ethereal light and sound in a beautifully breathtaking dance for the senses . . .
On a clear night, planets like Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn share the stage with countless stars, offering a glimpse into the immense scale of our universe. And sometimes, if you're lucky, you might catch the fleeting trail of a shooting star, inviting you to make a wish upon its ephemeral journey.
The night sky is not just a sight to behold; it's an experience that connects us to the infinite mysteries of the cosmos.
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It is the story of all life
that is holy and that is good to tell,
and of us two leggeds sharing in it
with the four leggeds
and the wings of the air
and all green things
for these are the children of one mother
and their father is one spirit.
~Black Elk Speaks
I loved reading these words this morning . . . they spoke to my heart. I love how our native peoples are so attuned with nature and the world around us and how their love of it all comes out through their folklore and their teachings. Teachings which are a vast tapestry of stories, beliefs, and traditions, reflecting the diverse cultures of our continent's indigenous peoples. They did not try to tame their world, or make it bow to their will . . . but they revered it in an almost holy way that we could and all should learn from.
Their tales and traditions often explored the intricate relationships between humans, nature, and the spiritual world, featuring elements like the Great Spirit, shape-shifting animals, and powerful natural forces. Characters like the trickster Coyote, the mighty Thunderbird, and the revered Glooskap are central to many narratives, embodying the values, wisdom, and humor of these rich oral traditions.
I think our children should be taught these things in our schools, the value of these traditions. The sacredness of the world around us.
Just my thoughts . . .
And with that I will leave you with a thought for the day . . .
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In The English Kitchen today . . . Quick Banana Split Shortcakes. A quick and easy dessert to enjoy on this holiday long weekend!
I have managed to bring the ants under control. Those Terro Ant Baits are miracle workers. I put several of them out early yesterday morning and by evening. The ants were swarming. By evening they were considerably fewer and this morning I can't see any at all. Fingers crossed! Yesterday they were even crawling on me. I hate to harm any living creature, but there is a limit to my tolerance.
I hope you have a lovely weekend filled with plenty of nice things. Happy Canada Day weekend to my Canadian readers. Stay safe, be happy, don't forget!
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