Roadside chaos…. Fence Friday
joining Life According to Jan and Jer for Friday’s Fences
Tag: high summer
solstice to solstice :: rest
“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under the trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.”
~ John Lubbock (English biologist, 1834-1913)
response to week seven of the thirteen weeks of summer
the solstice to solstice project at urban.prairie.forest
Sunday Muse
When the plowblade struck
An old stump hiding under
The soil like a beggar’s
Rotten tooth, they swarmed up;
Mister Jackson left the plow
Wedged like a whaler’s harpoon
~ excerpt from “Yellow Jackets” by Yusef Komunyakaa
Muffy and Bella
Muffy has become quite the dog lover, and would honestly much rather spend time with them than the barn cats. Bella really seems to enjoy her visits, and is fascinated with her purring. They sure provide a lot of morning chore entertainment.
{this moment}
A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a single moment from the week.
A simple, special extraordinary moment.
A moment to pause, savor and remember.
Participating with the SouleMama blog
Good Morning Lambs
We never tire of seeing these happy faces in the morning. Seeing them come up over the hill in the early morning light, the shiny lustre of their beautiful wool; hearing them answer our “C’mon Sheep” makes our hearts sing.
Good morning lambs.
Hayfield Lace
The long shadows of a high summer morning
seem to decorate the old barn hayfield
with a lovely flounce of eyelet lace