Summer Day
Potthast, Edward…
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It has been a long time since I have waxed poetic… that expression only manifests when the time is given for long reflective periods, when the beauty of atmosphere can saturate my very skin and sink deeply into my mind. There it ferments, as I turn phrases in my head, mix metaphors and then hold them to the light to sort them out, and rephrase until the words hold the feeling and the meaning in an intelligible way. Then… if the mood is right and I am left alone to write it before it all evaporates away… is something that I can feel happy to have written. something that captures and then gives away a glimpse into what was shown to me.
I have not had days like that for a long while. The days have been busy, and productive, but with weeding and work, not with words, dreams, and thinking processes. I spent much of today happily clearing walks of vegetation and sweeping them neatly, trimming the lilac, and clearing beneath it. I hedged back the sage. Raked up the debris and considered it all time well spent. Then I simply enjoyed the warm sunshine and perfect June weather we are having, sharing some of that generally beneficent feeling with the cat… who seemed to enjoy walking around the garden with me.
The vegetable garden is getting some grooming and even though I had left the newly planted tomatoes to fend for themselves… it seems only two were lost- to who knows what! And all others are growing thriftily now that the temperatures have finally warmed.
It will take awhile to brood over my blog writing, I still have so many garden chores to catch up on, and for some reason it gives me a rather more clipped communication, something like the newly hedged sage plants.
Til later friends… with pictures. Everything photographed is either the spring pictures or the beach.
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© 2011 written for Ilona’s Garden Journal. An excellent blog.
