“It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.”
Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy and Tib
Here, in Canada, we have 9 months of cold weather, so the 3 months of summer are a dream to come true. It is time for gardening and enjoying the outdoors. I like to wake up earlier than usual, generally the birds songs do the job of take me off the bed. I run/walk by the river and parks in my neighborhood, always with my phone to take pictures of the beauty around me.
” Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is hardly a waste of time.”
Eating healthier is another summer thing for me. Lots of fresh fruits and vegetables, and cutting down on the fat and sugar.
“Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August.”
Beach time is a must too, I go south for a few days to enjoy the ocean, but not last year and not sure if it will be possible this year, we are still in lockdown.
Hope you enjoyed to hear my summer highlights and please share yours in the comments, I’d love to hear it!
veiled gloom of light
infuses my being
in spite of the semidarkness
the rusty and the stain dwindle
when my soul craves to shine
I’m waking up early than usual these days and walking by the river has been a kind of meditation to me, nobody is around, the sun is rising, the water is calm and clear. Sometimes I can see the fish swimming nearby the fence. I’m always attracted by the changes I see on my way. They make me reflect on certain areas of my life and water is constantly changing, so this spot in the photo is one of my favourite places to regroup my thoughts.
The words for this week are dawn and twilight, synonyms only, I’ve chosen daybreak and semidarkness. The form is a Butterfly Cinquain.
Do you believe in destiny? I’m not sure I do. I think I’m more a kind of free will person, but sometimes I’d like to believe in destiny, to believe that my path was designed long ago, and nothing would change the here and now. I’d be free of guilty, and I’d stop thinking about the what if…
The freedom of choice is wonderful, I’m thankful for living in a country where I’m free to go and come back to where I want, not so much now with the pandemic 🙂 but many women in the world don’t have this physical freedom. Here, I’m not talking about the physical/space stuff, I’m talking about the stuff that is in my mind, the freedom to be content in the moment, to know that the here and now is the best for me, no matter what happened, this path is the right, it is the one written in the stars.
“No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.”
“Does the walker choose the path, or the path the walker?”
Garth Nix, Sabriel
The topic for this week WQWWC is Writer’s choice, I’ve chosen Destiny! Let me know in the comments what are your thoughts about it.
the Earth is turning
mindfulness is the answer
finding the purpose
my favorite corner in the backyard. it’s unbelievable that the summer solstice is almost here. i’m trying to be mindful and to set a few priorities before the summer starts. i want to enjoy the summer doing meaningful things for me, and not to let the daily business spoils it.
“When one considers this wide-ranging theme, there are many possible subjects to keep in mind. A journey can consist of just about anything. One could be moving physically traveling from place to place, or be transforming in some significant way. The journey might be somewhere specific that can actually be listed on a map, or somewhere less tangible, such as the afterlife.” READ MORE ON POEMANALYSIS.COM
This theme brings me many memories, so many journeys I’ve taken, both physically and in my mind, journeys of adventure and journeys of growth, journeys of despair and journeys of joy. But I decided to go light and to be joyful, just simple. I’m writing the berries’ journey from a tiny seed planted on the ground, harvested, being on display at the market, coming home with me, and turning out a delicious and healthy breakfast. Form: Haiga
Once a tiny seed
Showing off at the market
Yummy for breakfast