Hot and Hazy

Well, as I said to my friends at Curves, when they remarked on the heat:” Now, we get our summer”. Not that I am complaining about the gorgeous weather we had for most of this past summer- not at all!

It was hazy… the soybean fields turn marigold colors of burnt orange and gold, the cornstalks are haggard, and the grass is dull beige waiting for the September rains to materialize. The melancholy “Fields of Gold“. It is too hot and humid to cull the mocking weeds.

You’ll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I’ve broken
But I swear in the days still left
Well walk in the fields of gold
Well walk in the fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You’ll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
~Sting

Today will require watering… I’d better find that extra length of hose.

September sometimes is a waiting period… waiting for October’s clear skies and cooler weather, apples in season and cider. Summer is now over, school starts, regular schedules and demands take precedence… no more wondering how well my garden will do, now it is recording and cleaning up that occupies my mind.

September is a little sad for that reason, a bit “cast down” but not destroyed… hope awaits as I gather seeds for next year. I harvested some Shirley poppy seed from my favorite colors and included a plant with semi-doubled blooms. I let the lupines go to seed and hope to gather those soon, the butterfly weed seeds I will plant in situ hoping they make new plants next year. I have a pattern for seed packets …let’s see if I can dig that up and print some to make pretty holders for the picked and cleaned seed.
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