Early this morning, the sun was already warming up and I walked around the garden feeling peaceful. A feather had become caught among the Lobelias in the window box.
2 A couple of Nasturtiums have opened today in the sunshine.
3 Mark Twain’s brief poem seems just right for today.
Warm Summer SunWarm summer sun,Shine kindly here,Warm southern wind,Blow softly here.Green sod above,Lie light, lie light.Good night, dear heart,Good night, good night.
June 24, 2015 at 1:32 pm
That white feather is so pretty with the blues! When I was a kid and found a feather, my Mom said someone in Heaven was thinking of me.
June 24, 2015 at 5:02 am
beautiful shots, interesting poem
June 24, 2015 at 12:12 am
Three wise monkey mantra takes flower power to another level, does it not.
Feather and flowers wards off showers.
Thank you poking us with the tine of Twain. It is summer after all.
June 23, 2015 at 7:47 pm
beautiful!… what gorgeous color!