Summer vibrates in electric hues here in the North Woods. Of course you know why.
In winter, Old Man White holds us hostage in snow and ice and freezing temperatures. Old Man surrounds us in black and white, only black and white, day after day, month after long winter month.
When Pretty Woman Spring cons locked winter keys from Old Man, summer bursts forth. Ms. Summer scurries between rain showers, always in a hurry, gosh she’s alive, always painting the boldest craziest hues of purple and lime green and pink! OK, she tosses in buttercup yellow and chicory blue along roadsides, but primarily she loves delicious bold campfires of color.
Young Leaf Lad Autumn, he’s plotting, oh he’s plotting, winking, wearing his Pan disguise, tending drowsy garden squash even now, dreaming of ripe buttered acorns sweeter than moon song, yes, he’s sprinkling magic between Mama’s summer’s passionate palette–
and Old Man jiggles his white keys, jiggles them, while Great Granny Aurora Borealis weaves a Midsummer Dance, please come, let’s dance til the night sky explodes in star songs!
I love all these rich summer colours. We have sunflowers from now until autumn – fields of bright yellow going on for as far as the eye can see.
This is like poetry! Beautiful writing…thanks, Kathy!
Your use of electric lime green is increasing….giggling with glee! I’ve never seen the first spikey blue/purple flower before. How is such a thing created in so short a time?!?!
Hi Kathy, Lovely. Blue chicory by the roads is a favorite of mine. I also saw it in Illinois for years before learning its name. Happy summer, Ellen
Oh yes, I know why – and I recall the two summers I spent in Houghton being among the nicest I’ve experienced.
“When Pretty Woman Spring cons locked winter keys from Old Man, summer bursts forth.”
love, Love, LOVE it!
I love that, too … great imagery of the seasons.
I love the language and the photos. Wild roses are my favorites.
Love your poetic prose, Kathy. I hope to finally have a chance to meet Great Granny Aurora Borealis in person some day! Beautiful bachelor button and rose – lucky for us that Ms. Summer keeps herself so busy!
Ms Summer is working hard here too, sprinkling color across the yard and down the road and making me smile.
Beautiful display of vibrant colors, Kathy. Thanks for sharing!
I love the images you’ve shared here. Let’s dance til the night sky explodes in star song…….oh, how those words tug at my heart 🙂
Always love your photos and excited to see them this month. I like how you’ve been experimenting with your blog. It’s inspired me to do a little of that myself. Thanks. 🙂
Love the colors, Kathy, especially the bachelor’s button!
Ah,what truth you speak. I wouldn’t mind if Old Man flashed his bits at me, just for a moment though. Sure is hot in the Midwest.
Dear Kathy, The Bachelor Button is and has been for years the nemesis of my garden. I pull it out and those sneaky underground roots come up over there – I cannot irradiate it. Now, I see you’ve allowed it to invade the photos on your blog. Also, I’m not listening to you about Old Man and the white keys. All I can say is – thank goodness this post is 200 words or less. PS I am fond of wild roses. And ferns.
Kathy, love the post and the colors.. 🙂
Love this dance!
I love how you’ve personified the seasons. Your writing is beautifully descriptive as always, but I think Ms. Summer got the short end of the stick! “Old Man” Winter, “Pretty Woman” Spring, “Young Leaf Lad” Autumn…how about “Sassy, sultry Ms. Summer”? 😉
Love the “explanation” for why summer is so colorful, and the personalities of the seasons as you’ve described them. I just never know what I’m going to find on this blog, and I love that, too 🙂
Such beautiful and sweet prose, Kathy! Lovely photos as well. Always a treat!
I canst believe that thou didst speak of autumn, as summer has just glided in.
Beautiful words and images, Kathy. I’m dancing… 🙂
Beautiful words and pictures. You know how to open our mind’s eye to “see” our breathtaking world in new ways. Thank you dear friend! ♥