Tag Archives: #summer

Summer This or That…just for fun

Beach or Pool?

Beach every time! Love the feel of the warm sand under my toes, the sound of the waves crashing ashore and the breeze off the ocean. Bliss!

Bookstore or Library?

Bookstore. I gave up going to the library a very long time ago because I ended up in the bookstore buying the books I’d borrowed and returned from the library. I need my own copies. I’m weird that way.

Ice Cream or Popsicles?

To be honest, I can live without either but I do enjoy the occasional vegan ice cream.

Sunset or Sunrise?

Ideally both. I’m greedy that way! I love the peace of a beach sunrise that promises a new day ahead. I also love the weary warmth of a beautiful sunset at the end of a perfect day.

Walks on the beach or Hikes in the mountains?

Walks on the beach. I love grounding myself with a walk along the beach. I love the feeling of the damp sand under my bare feet and the ocean waves gently lapping over my skin.

Ebook/Audiobook or Actual Book?

Ebook generally, especially if I’m travelling or sitting on the beach or outside in the sun. I love an actual book too but never ever an audiobook.

Get up early or Sleep in late?

Get up early, some mornings earlier than others. I’ve never been one for sleeping late unless I’m ill.

Fireworks or Fireflies?

I associate fireflies/lightning bugs with summer. I love to watch them flitting about at dusk whenever I get the chance. Fireworks mean Gut Fawkes Night and winter to me.

Sports or Concert?

No surprises with this answer – concert! I love my live music.

Bookmark or Dog Ear?

Bookmark…always bookmark. Readers who dog ear pages should be banned from bookstores and libraries for life!

Independence Day (acrostic poem)

Invitation to all to invade the beach

Not a square inch to spare

Decisions… Decisions about where to stop

Eventually settling on a sandy sunny spot

Preparations are key

Everything is set up just so

No tents allowed…sorry Mr Lifeguard

Duly noted, sir

Equilibrium restored

Now to soak up some sun

Charging my batteries

Emotionally restored

Daring to hope for a better life

Anxious about what my future holds

You have this under control, girl.

The Scent of Summer (poem)

If I could bottle the scent of summer

It would start with the smell of the ocean

The saltiness dancing in the early morning air.

If I could bottle the scent of summer

It would be the smell of sunscreen tinged with sand,

A gritty coconut aroma.

If I could bottle the scent of summer

It would be the tantalising smell of pizza

With a whiff of a side of fries.

If I could bottle the scent of summer

It would be smores and ice cream

With a lingering hint of BBQ long since devoured.

Red Berries (poem)

Reminders that summer is passing

Evenings are getting darker

Days, although they don’t feel it, are getting shorter

Berries of all colours Nature’s reminders

Everything comes to an end

Reminders that summer is passing

Reminders that seasons must change

Indian summer anyone? I’ll live in hope

Ever hopeful for just a little more of summer’s warmth

Seasons come and seasons go…

August?….who stole Summer?

NO!…. I’m not ready for summer to be over for another year 😥

I love summer. I love the light nights, the long days, the sunshine…even the smell of summer rain. Well, I live in Scotland after all LOL

There is no denying it though…summer is slipping away all too quickly. Even Mother Nature is leaving hints for us. Look!

Maybe we’ll get an Indian summer…. ever the optimist 🙂

Small and not quite perfectly formed

After months of tender loving care. Daily checks for snails. Water and regular feeding.  Kinds words of encouragement. My sunflower has finally bloomed.

I had high hopes earlier in the summer that this fighter (I lost several to the local snail population) would grow to a great height.

It wasn’t to be.

It’s grown to just over a 1m tall. It’s small for it’s type and it’s a bit raggedy but it has survived and it has flowered. And I love it!!!

Look! Isn’t it pretty?

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and it’s met the approval of another local

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Summer is holding onto her colours as Autumn encroaches….

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There’s no denying it….Summer has slipped by all too fast.

The mornings are darker, the evenings are darker, the sun isn’t quite as hot as it was a couple of weeks ago…there’s an Autumnal feel to the world.

However, my patio garden isn’t letting go of Summer without a fight- a colour fight!

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Even, Sioux,  is still holding onto his Summer “brown rather than black” look.

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Till next year, Lady Summer.

What to do with An Evening Hour?

I was sitting out in the sun the other day on the bench in the garden looking round. I’d been contemplating this week’s blog topic and already decided on a photo blog inspired by the flowers around me.

I began to think about what words should accompany the photos I had taken. As is my want, I turned to Google and searched “summer poem garden bees butterfly” .

Google came up trumps .

 

An Evening Hour

© Pearlyn

Published: April 2011

It was a sunny bright evening, an evening so calm,
The kind of evening that was inviting me with an outstretched arm.
So I decided to spend an hour doing almost nothing,
Sitting and enjoying the best of what nature could bring.
Getting up from my chair, I thought I’d take a stride
Then there was a bumble bee that suddenly came by my side.
There was a kind of music as the bee flapped its wing,
Music so perfect that no one could ever sing.
Walking little further, I spotted a butterfly
Which was hovering over the flowers and then soaring high
And I came to the conclusion as I was on my knees,
Not the richest of queens was dressed like one of these.
My evening hour in the garden was very well spent
And now I know what beauty and music really meant!!

Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/beauty-of-nature-poems

 

Many An Evening Hour has been spent appreciating the world around me.

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A Literary Companion….

“Handle a book as a bee does a flower,

Extract its sweetness

but do not damage it”

John Muir

 

Do kindles count?

 

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Watch him for yourself : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t2nolCjARQQ

 

Oh, and in case you were wondering, the book being read is “The People In The Trees” by Hanya Yanagihara (available on Amazon)