Summer, precious Summer
When the sun is up before I rise
and seems to go to bed long after me.
When squawking hatchlings
of every kind
chase their patient mothers all over the garden
demanding to be fed the next bug or worm she finds.
I spied a A grackle being swarmed by no less than five babies
Babies that seemed so much bigger than her.
She must be exhausted.
when early morning shoreline fog
is soon burnt off by the heat of the sun.
when the weeds grow faster than I can keep up!
the Rusty Pups, Handy Hubby and I
look forward to hikes
on long sandy beaches
or rocky shorelines.
Precious days filled with bright specks of colour
from a myriad of flowering plants.
And the smells of summer
The salty sea breezes that cool us down
The welcoming scents from perennial flowerbeds
The mouthwatering smells of barbecues sizzling in the neighbourhood
the refreshing smell of newly cut grass
and of course enticing aroma of suntan lotion.
I love Summer Days
Hope your day is great