The Hazy Days Aren't So Lazy

Entering into these last days of July where I already see summer closing on the north shore makes me feel a little melancholy. There is still a lot of gardening left to be done and vegetables to be harvested and put up for the winter. The breeze blows through the wind chimes and sings songs of a lazy afternoon spent underneath the big maple tree out back.

The winters are the time for slowing down around here. I will spend my winter months dreaming of my summer days in the garden surrounded by the butterflies that are drawn to the flowers that bow so gracefully to the sun as it rises in the blue morning sky.