[I wrote this 16 months ago and just found it as 'draft'. Enjoy a bit of summer in November]
It's already July?
How does time fly by so fast?
It's been two months since I lingered at this post.
OH MY!
Each month I think I have plenty of time to write but all too often each day eats up my precious time.
Don't ask me what I do all day.
I know I do a lot of preparing for Sundays.
I know I linger a little too long in my study mode, which fills up my soul.
I finally looked out,
in the midst of another rain storm, and saw three-foot tall weeds in the middle of my beautiful day lilies.
I took a moment when the sun popped out to run around the yard quickly and pull the most noticeable of these scrawny defiers of beauty.
A weed is anything that looks really ugly in the midst of my fabulous flowers.
What a month.
A baptism.
A wedding.
A death . . . my brother.
I'd hoped he would fare better than he did but he just got too tired to fight.
I don't blame him.
Life is tough when we feel healthy.
Life has got to be tougher when the body is fighting hard to simply get through each day.
As I slowly pop my head out of the cocoon I created around my grieving soul, I see a SUNBURST for summer!
Flowers weave in this mountain wind.
Fuchsia roses pop out of red-green leaves.
Purple bells 'jingle' as they burst out of Hosta.
Orange against blue.
Magenta against yellow.
Green overlapping green with streaks of white popping out to surprise me.
It's nice to look out into life even if all I see is plant life.
Grass grows,
clover spreads,
corn rises into the sky,
oats wave in the swift breeze.
Silence today . . . finally.
No lawn mowers.
Just the sweet sound of rushing air pressing through stalks of forsythia branches, now green.
I linger a little longer in the quiet.
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