Well, my friends,
summer is here,
and I feel like a cat on a hot tin roof!
I'd better be careful using that explanation
because I really don't remember
what the movie was about,
but the title sounds perfect for the way I am feeling.
I'd much rather be
that bird, sitting on that turtle, in that pond.
Things have been heating up around here.
We have been in
the high 90's and 100 degrees all last week,
and the 4th of July is
breathing down our necks.
I did a very small bit of decorating for Memorial Day
so the red, white and blue has been hanging around
waiting for the big day.
We actually have awhile until the holiday
so there will probably be a bit more done
but I don't think there is going to be much
celebrating around here this year
which is fine by me.
The thought of going out
is a bit much in this weather.
If I can muster up some porch sitting
that is all the party that I need.
Speaking of porch sitting,
the front porch is the perfect place to be
in the early morning.
It is still cool enough to enjoy that first cup of coffee
and to get those old rocking chairs a-moving
doesn't take much effort.
The scent in the air
from dew on the grass
is greatly appreciated...
...in the late afternoons, however,
with the dappled sunlight coming through the shade trees,
the screened porch is a welcoming place.
We can still hear the neighborhood kids playing,
and the dogs barking in the distance,
but secluded there, as we are,
behind the green of the ivy
and the tangled secretness of the garden...
...we feel like this
is almost as perfect as
being that old bird,
sitting on that old turtle, in that old pond.
We are hopeful that the pandemic is slowing down,
although there are still some variants out there that need careful consideration,
and a good double dose of vaccination.
Things are starting to open up again,
I have come to the conclusion that staying home is
not such a bad thing.
I look forward to a nice drive in the country,
or a trip to Home Goods
and, of course, seeing our kids and friends
whenever we can,
but I guess it is like the old saying,
"You don't miss what you have until you don't have it",
but now that we can have it again,
I find that the contentment of home
is still a pretty good feeling to have.
"I know a little cottage
Where everything's just right;
The windows bloom with tulips -
At dusk there's candlelight.
The knotted oak beside it
Is webbed with ivy leaves
And honeysuckle tangles
in clusters round the eaves...
...the friendly gate swings open
Against a low stone wall
Where quaint old fashioned blossoms
Design a Paisley shawl;
And up the winding pathway
The stones with moss are grown -
I love that little cottage
Because it is my own!
Virginia Wauchope Bass
Happy Summer Days everyone
and hope all you dads out there
had a wonderful Father's Day and
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