And as August begins to slide summer's curtain to a close, ever so slowly, the season becomes even more precious. So here we go, 5 (or 6) summer scenes, from sunrise to sunset. . . .
1. Sunrise at the beach, from my deck chair. My cuppa.What more could I want?
2. The delicate fragility of a dandelion-seed parachute is so deceptive. By next spring, some of these will have transformed themselves into that tough, brassy plant we love to hate. But for now, their tiny feathery selves caught against the friction of a rock's surface transfixes me. Magic.
5. Finally, as the sun sets, Paul and I paddle around our little island. Here's the busy side, the opposite one from ours. The day's last blaze highlights and transforms, so that the gulls' white breasts nearly glow, as they settle on the log booms. . . .
May you find time this weekend for a significant, if brief, pause. A chance to look around, to see what's gleaming or glowing or smiling or drifting gently or traipsing cutely across your field of vision. . . . and perhaps you'll tuck that treasure away to savour on some dark rainy November day. . . .and/or perhaps you'll share it with us right here.
Whichever you choose, Happy weekend!