Gone are the days I needed a jacket in the morning.

Even the trees are restless, the top leaves are turning yellow and floating down to the lawn in a convulsing sort of way.

My roses are drying up, and chasing each other in a quivering mess of dropped petals

It will take some time for all the petals to drop, but they will.  Then the rose hips appear.

The heat (we hit 107°F* on Thursday of last week) wafts the scent of roses into each and every corner

Soothing our hot and sweaty brows.

We need a rainstorm —

But we get instead—

Hot, dirty wind.

But don’t let my whining fool you–

I still love summer best!

Peiskos (n): The feeling you get when you sit in front of the fireplace and enjoy its warmth.  

Happy Solstice! Onward we go toward shorter days and even hotter weather.  Only cooling down in October!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda