Since high school, I have enjoyed the early mornings and times of contemplation.
At 4:45 AM, I heard the birds begin to sing.
Over the years, this blog has become a journal of the seasons – how much rain we had, when the peonies bloomed, the lake levels.
Summers are short here, as I often say. Each month has its own character. I want to pay attention, be grateful, and note everyday gifts.
Flowers that fade are as beautiful as when they begin. The garden is mostly green now. Daylilies and hosta are the stars in July here, and I am seeing a hint of their colors as they grow.
The day is thine, the night also is thine:
thou hast prepared the light and the sun.
Thou hast set all the borders of the earth:
thou hast made summer and winter.
Psalm 74: 16-17 (KJV)