When the Year Laughs

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“Then laughs the year; with flowers the meads are bright;

The bursting branches are tipped with flames of light:

The landscape is light; the dark clouds flee above,

And the shades of the land are a blue that is deep as love.”

– Robert Bridges, “April” –

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The Heavy, Drowsy Days of Summer

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Heavy is the green of the fields, heavy the trees

With foliage hang, drowsy the hum of bees

In the thund’rous air: the crowded scents lie low:

Thro’ tangle of weeds the river runs slow.

– Robert Bridges –

“July” from Basil and Edward

It has been a heavy, drowsy week, sultry with humidity. Gardens hummed with bees and hummingbird wings. Lazy breezes drifted past, full of fragrant scents from nodding blossoms. Then grumbling thunderstorms drenched it all until the sun broke through, stirring up the humidity again. Nature nudges us to pay attention with all our senses, and when we do, she rewards us with wonder and deep peace.

When you find that peace, nurture it. Cultivate kindness. And carry the calm.

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