Demi-Sonnet for a Summer Night

fairy lights twinkle in summertime trees

night magic sparkles on firefly green leaves

darkness of black sky sets stage for the stars

evening’s cool blanket, reprieve from the heat

front porch swing beckoning rest for sore feet

chamomile tea welcomes day’s end with peace

myth’s constellations: such stories they weave

On My First Day of Summer

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It’s already as hot as August

in Mid-June, the kind of heat that

makes you wonder how we all

don’t cook to hardened arms and

faces like a pig on a spit

and why dogs don’t all

wear shoes on their feet

to go anywhere

and just exactly how people

without air conditioning lived

ages ago and whether frying

ice cream should be legal.

Time with a Grandson!

I’m spending some time with one of my grandsons this week, and we’re getting outdoors by day and watching movies, reading, and playing board games by night. Today, we took a walk along our county’s nature trail and did a little bird counting and rock finding before visiting our bookstore on the square to support a local business!

Our time on the nature trail was the one brief window of the day when it was pleasantly cool ~ although it was raining, the canopy of trees gave us a nice umbrella that shielded the rain down to a mere drizzle. During the school year, students frequently participate in identifying trees and shrubs along the path, and often members of the community paint rocks with colorful images and inspirational messages to leave along the trail.

My grandson helped me locate the sounds of bird calls, and we were able to spot a Red-Bellied Woodpecker we’d been hunting by following its song.

Then, on the way, home, we saw a sign for Silver Queen corn grown less than a mile from our home, so we stopped and bought a dozen ears and shucked the ears together on the front porch this afternoon. They went perfectly with our steak, sliced tomatoes, and green peas.

These summer days, though hot and humid in the Georgia heat, are the times of our lives – the peaceful, carefree hours of reading, talking, sharing meals, and embracing the simple pleasures of living.

All except watching 47 Meters Below Uncaged.

This Nana’s heart doesn’t do well with all the stress of a thriller, which I used to absolutely love!

This morning’s plan: sharing a breakfast of cinnamon rolls and coffee at our coffee shop on the town square.

Celebratory cheers and sips to summertime!