I pick blueberries. They ping in the pail until a softer sound tells me the bottom is covered. I harvest lettuce, almost done now, but a new crop is growing nicely. Pole beans reach out their long tendrils to curl around the lattice. Squashes of various sorts sprawl into the paths between the beds, intent on taking over the garden. Tomatoes show lots of blossoms and a few fruits begin to form.
Days are busy enough with gardens and household chores, and the presence of two little grand girlies. Their mother has two full courses to complete in one month, and we try to help as we can. It's good to let the days of July drift a little, taking a break from projects.
I'll leave you with these words from Edna Jaques, a Canadian poet who published between the war years of the 20th century.
"Go out, go out I beg of you
and taste the beauty of the wild.
Behold the miracle of the earth
with all the wonder of a child."
There's nothing sweeter than little grand girlies in the summer! Your comment brought back so many memories of the early 1990's with my two small granddaughters. The poem describes so well the joy of those times. Thank you for expressing it so well.
ReplyDeleteThe artansias are beautiful,
ReplyDeleteso representative of the summer!!
Have a nice Week!
There was a wonderful song by The Fisherfolk, years ago. I'm paraphrasing, but I think it said 'I want to be a child again. I want to see the world again.... through five year old eyes'. I wonder if the awe escapes us as we get older?
ReplyDeleteEdna Jaques is so right :-)))
ReplyDeleteEnjoy!
Enjoy... the garden, the grandchildren, nature, the sunshine with blue skies.
A hug for you.
Edna knew what she was talking about! Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your blog. I love how your words mix together to form beautiful sentences.
ReplyDeleteThe vase with flowers looks impressive!
ReplyDeleteDearest Lorrie,
ReplyDeleteLovely photos of your summer garden dreams.
ENJOY your precious little grand girlies.
Hugs,
Mariette
Our summers are way too short, so I'm trying to enjoy my outdoor walks as much as possible.
ReplyDeleteThe purple flowers are gorgeous!
That's a lovely little poem. July can be a very busy month. It's good to be reminded to enjoy those miracles of the earth.
ReplyDeleteA perfect post. I can feel the heat in your corner. B x
ReplyDeleteHi Lorrie from first-time visitor who came over from Barbara's Coastal Ripples blog. I so enjoyed the way you describe your gardens and what is growing in them. The poet's words were wise ones that when heeded bring much joy. You have obviously taken heed of that advice.
ReplyDeleteA lovely post to read...
ReplyDeleteYour Monday morning in the garden sounds delightful!
ReplyDeleteEdna Jaques' poem was a perfect touch, reminding us to cherish nature's wonders like children.
Happy Thursday, Lorrie!
I love the image of July days drifting. Beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteWe picked our first tomato today, which is quite early for us in Portland. It must be all the hot weather.
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