01 June 2009

Welcome June

June reminds me of something I forget every winter--
Shade is different from
regular air
Shade falls from trees heavy--
Full of shadows from so many yesterdays

A quiet hiding place for long-lost
midnight breezes

Shade is where you go
to think the thoughts
that come from cooler, dimmer shores

Another hot day
And when the sun goes down
relief from the searing heat
comes from the ground up.

Every blade of grass
cools off one by one

And when I walk into the meadow at
the end of the day I can feel the
on my ankles.

When Wanderers Cease to Roam; A Traveler's Journal of Staying Put - Vivian Swift



Anonymous Anonymous said...


9:54 PM  
Anonymous Marcus Goodyear said...

Shade is different from
regular air...

I like that. Also, I like that it is green in the summer where you live. In South Texas everything dies in the summer. Brown, brown, brown.

8:17 AM  
Blogger Erin said...

nAncY: You said it! This is the vision of my garden-yet-to-be. How does one put in something brand new and at the same time make it look and feel as if it's been there forever?

Marcus: I lived in Dallas for 10 years so I know what you mean. Here we are green, green, green.
And it is lovely. (Although the rugged S. Texas landscape has a beauty all its own.)

8:34 AM  
Anonymous heather said...

Thank you.

11:13 AM  
Blogger L.L. Barkat said...

on my ankles."

How I love that.

(And oh how your sweet envy comment made me chuckle! :)

7:25 PM  
Blogger Paula said...

Beautiful thoughts.

Sometimes when I sit with my eyes closed and feel the ever-so-gentle shady breeze, I think I feel the touch of God's delight on my cheek. Thanks for reminding me.

I'm still waiting for that delightful shade here in CO. I'd be happy for some 80 degree weather!

8:10 PM  

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