Summer’s Ghost—-Tuesday, September 20, 2016

bee

The bees are very busy now…flying back to the hives, their bodies covered with pollen; the droning sound they make so much a part of the landscape one must pay attention to hear it.

fushiaThe company of the plants are still soothing to the eyes and the soul

seedsBut the signs are there; spangling the edges, hurrying the plants along, pushing and a nudging–to set seeds — prepare for that long sleep called winter

zinniaThe autumn winds will soon arrive, rustling across the plateau, through the canyons and bursting forth upon our mesa—flinging dry leaves across the land, stripping the trees bare

dotsFor now the rooted silence is a sort of balm to my spirit and to the earth

more-dotsBut the hint of fall is still there….a flicker out the corner of your eye, a tingle at the back your neck

leavesYellow leaves

drift

Float quick and light, reflecting back to the wind, the earth and the sky the soon to be ghost of Summer.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

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21 thoughts on “Summer’s Ghost—-Tuesday, September 20, 2016

  1. What beautiful words for the day to unfold with THANK YOU dear Linda for your voice of hope and love….I love your flowers..all my favorites. Thanks for the morning boquet along with a beautiful poem to set the day. Love merri

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