I don’t care what anybody says, summer is still three weeks from being over. There’s plenty of time to sip and savor. Sunsets to watch, fruits and vegetables to pick and eat fresh, siestas to take in the hammock, barefoot morning strolls around the dew-drenched garden, al fresco meals to be had … summer is a state of mind.
Having recently returned from a trip overseas, I did go through a bout of whipping the garden into some order. Nothing drastic. Just to have it look sufficiently fetching and looked after. Apart from the ongoing tasks of weeding and watering, this is the window to loll about before the fall frenzy begins.
While others are in the back-to-school mode and getting their own schedules and agendas in order, I take this opportunity to extend my summer bliss. There are still books to be read and friends to catch up with.
Certainly, the signs of fall are there. The sun sets earlier, leaves are slowly turning, apples are beginning to blush and there is that barest hint of cooler days approaching. All of that notwithstanding, I see the turtleheads coming into full bloom, the Joe Pyes are abuzz and aflutter with pollinators, the phlox is saturating the garden in perfume, the cardinal flowers are beacons for hummingbirds and there are yet tomatoes ripening on the vine for summer salads and sandwiches.
For now, I leave you with my stubborn hold on summer –
I’m Taking Summer With Me
I’m taking Summer with me
into frost woven days of Fall
through Winter’s frozen pall
I’ll shine on frigid faces
throw color in all the places
blow soft kisses to dry ice drop tears
bring sunny warmth and spread good cheer
When darkness creeps in early
and moods get bad and surly
I’ll eclipse away the gloomy night
with blazing fires and candle light
For the season when nothing grows
I’ll force bulbs to spite the snows
Spring shall arrive before it’s time
so Summer will follow in all her prime.
– Shobha Vanchiswar
(c) 2019 Shobha Vanchiswar