“It was June, and the world smelled of roses. THe sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.”—Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tracy and TIb
It has been hot here. Very hot! The thermometer read 106* yesterday around four o’clock in the afternoon. And supposed to be even warmer today.
I love the heat! Yes! Really I do. Although…. walking outside is like pushing aside those heavy curtains on stages…the ones usually made of red velvet with gold trim.
The air is perfumed with the incense of rose.
This morning sunrise is a visible promise of more sun-heated shadows under trees and along buildings.
As the sun set, last night, the birds and insects started falling silent—until it was
just us, Terry, Boomer and I–the running water, the cooling earth
And the Strawberry Moon.
From my world to your heart,