What a beautiful ode to summer. It is winter for me, in this southern part of the world and the sky is dark and rain falls too often. I am cheered by the memory of summer, and the hope of the one to come. This is a beautifully contemplative piece, and I will have to get my hands on this book too.
Thank you, Evelyn!!! I'm glad you enjoyed. Stay warm down there--and yes absolutely track down a copy, both of this one and her Winter Solstice essay. They're both soooo lovely.
What a beautiful ode to summer. It is winter for me, in this southern part of the world and the sky is dark and rain falls too often. I am cheered by the memory of summer, and the hope of the one to come. This is a beautifully contemplative piece, and I will have to get my hands on this book too.
Thank you, Evelyn!!! I'm glad you enjoyed. Stay warm down there--and yes absolutely track down a copy, both of this one and her Winter Solstice essay. They're both soooo lovely.
Summer is made of the memory of summer :,)
riiiight?! that hit me!