Echinacea at Stan Hywet
It has arrived.
It has been hot.
The flowers and veggies (and weeds) and grass are all growing.
But I haven’t really acknowledged it until Saturday.
Summer! SUMMER! SUMMER!!!
I’ve been somewhere else in my mind… and I’m just now getting into the framework of summertime.
Iced tea on the porch with a plateful of sugar cookies on the table to munch.
Afternoons spent walking around the gardens- paying close attention to the floral and insect displays- looking at the standout blossoms and taking in the wide panorama of green.
And watching the little ones splash in water.
Summer is not just a season. It is a viewpoint- a state of mind- a relaxing of boundaries- an enjoyment of the senses- in a sense- time out of time.
It takes me a while to reach it- this summer state of mind. As a child, I was there pretty much all year long. As a young adult it was not far from view, but now it is a journey. And I don’t always recognize how far I am away until June is almost over. Then suddenly, like an epiphany it comes to me.
Slow down- pay attention- savor these moments.
Because now is the time to grow and ripen and be fruitful.