The sky is clear,
No cloud spoils the view.
Trees and fresh bushes
Glint in the sunlight, leaves
Are a lemon yellow, mid green to
All shades to harmonise
In a rainbow of colour,
Just one chloraphyl blend,
All tones of green.
Just think, if we lived in desert climes,
Sand toned shades, the yellow/brown range,
Would we long for such bounty,
Life-giving, verdent; a spectrum of hope?
Linden trees, cherry, beech and more,
The cradle of Being, irridescent verdure.
Copyright Evlyn J. Steward. July, 2017.
We have endured high tempertures, seldom soaring in this England of ours.
We watered like crazy, trying to give moisture to plants, lawns, precious crops. Then, at a stroke, it came cold (well, chilly). We shivvered, thought of putting heat back on, but resisted, wore cardies instead.
A couple of days ago it changed again, was ‘close’, a bit muggy possibly, but today a high wind spreads the bright sunshine that comes out of a clear blue sky. Proper English summer temperatures, maybe? Anyway, not hot hot, not searing like some States in the US or across the Russian plains like our few days of blistering heat.
Our gardens, for those that grow things, are burgeoning. The cherries are gone over mostly and other fruits and flowers, but others take their place. I have blueberries still mostly green, but some berries have a blush of purplish green, which gives me hope for a small crop to come. My blackberries (which have been a part of my life for 50 years, moving from one place to another via cuttings) have green berries. These will start ripening very soon.
The fruit bushes are growing but will not produce until next summer. Cannot wait, partly because I have no clue as to which currants the growing ones are. Red or white. The blacks have not grown, and that is a whole other story!
I gave in a couple of days ago and bought two pots of flowers, Osteospurmum (white and purple daisy like flowers) and Verbena Rigida (purple). It was impossible to resist some kind of flower plant, even though I said in spring ‘no flowers, other than the bulbs I already had). But really, flowers are for the soul! Flowers leaven the verdure of the trees and bushes.
So, happy summer to you all. Happy Gardening to those it concerns.
As always, take care in this mad world of ours, and keep safe.