Summer Solstice

Summer is here with temperatures in the 90's, thunderstorms that pop up spontaneously, and humidity that makes one gasp.  But the early mornings make up for this discomfort with shell-pink sunrises that paint the horizon in water color hues and the chorus of birdsong that welcomes each day.  On these mornings I love to putter in the yard after my walk.  Trimming, dead-heading, watering - all these tasks feed my soul.  And so does breakfast on the deck after Fred returns from his run.  Sometimes we share the news in the paper, sometimes we discuss an issue, sometimes we collaborate to finish a crossword puzzle.  And sometimes we just sit in companionable silence and look at the beauty of our yard.