Love … it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.
~ Kahlil Gibran
It happens every year. I never know when it will happen, but it does seem to be inevitable.
I am not sure how to define it, how to put it into words. Perhaps it is a type of grace.
It happens when I switch from grumbling to practicing gratitude.
It happens when the weather conspires with the splendor of summer. The promised cool front moved through yesterday, and when I woke up this morning it was an extraordinary 66°F with the gift of a northerly breeze.
It happened today. Summer embraced me, not with the usual sticky heat and biting insects, but with gentleness and beauty, and I returned the hug.
I walked and walked and walked this morning, marveling at the beauty of summer’s gifts to us.
I walked among the wild gifts, not the gardens. In the meadows, and into the woods. Along the creek, the lagoon, and the edge of the marshes.
When I walked out the back door I heard the chatter and whistling of Bald Eagles, and one flew so close that I could hear the whoosh of its wings and feel the displaced air in the form of a slight breeze in my hair. Seeing the eagle that close brought on a kind of frisson that lifted the hair on the back of my neck.
Cool summer mornings are a serendipitous dispensation from Mother Nature. A reward for the days of high heat, sweltering humidity, and scorching sunlight, and a liberation from the air conditioned indoors.
There is so much more to show you, but I want to go back out and continue to enjoy the wonder of this July day when summer is showing her softer, milder side. Thank you so much for visiting, and I’ll probably see you again either at your place or this weekend for coffee.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
Today’s joys: Summer mercies; cool breezes from the north; a long, slow walk exploring the wildflowers, the wildlife, and the wildness of summer; reflections, ripples, and sparkles on the water; lunch with M.