Disasters, Delights and Other Detours - 91. Mourning Dove Days

This was a journey, a lovely journey evoking all the sights, sounds, and aromas of summer. The first part was as if you were talking about the northeast end of my paddock and the woods beyond. I love the swaying buttercups on their thin stems, and I really hate that I mow them about once a month to keep the weeks down in the entire paddock. Fortunately there are always more the next time I bring out my tractor. My teenage boys are grown now, but I can still hear them calling back and forth with their sisters in the woods. Memories, ours and others, echo in all the magical places nature has wrought, timeless to those who go there. Beautiful, Parker. 

18 minutes ago, Headstall said:

This was a journey, a lovely journey evoking all the sights, sounds, and aromas of summer. The first part was as if you were talking about the northeast end of my paddock and the woods beyond. I love the swaying buttercups on their thin stems, and I really hate that I mow them about once a month to keep the weeks down in the entire paddock. Fortunately there are always more the next time I bring out my tractor. My teenage boys are grown now, but I can still hear them calling back and forth with their sisters in the woods. Memories, ours and others, echo in all the magical places nature has wrought, timeless to those who go there. Beautiful, Parker. 

Thank you for letting me walk with you this summer, listening for voices and sounds on the wind. Today, there is rain drumming on the roof, and they tell me thunder may rumble later on. But in this, we can still walk in the sun and enjoy these summer days. Thanks a million.

Your words took me back to a time half a century ago when I was a teenage boy wading in the cool waters of the creek just down the road from my grandparent's home. Thank you.

4 minutes ago, dughlas said:

Your words took me back to a time half a century ago when I was a teenage boy wading in the cool waters of the creek just down the road from my grandparent's home. Thank you.

I'm glad these words evoked good memories for you. Even now, I cannot pass a creek without at least a tiny urge to stop, take off my shoes, and go wading. I hope you can enjoy some of these days that are left to us this summer.  Many thanks.

You've just taken me on another wonderful journey.

4 minutes ago, chris191070 said:

You've just taken me on another wonderful journey.

Thank you for making a summer visit with me in this poem. These are days to treasure and store up for the cold winter ahead.

I delight in seeing the same world you see, depicted through words strung together with such care and love. Teenage boys as egrets is a vision only you could summon. And it is perfect.  😘

PS Chapter 91? Time for a new book maybe?😏 

Lovely and evocative, you hit all the senses, including the one for the carefree days of one's youth

1 hour ago, AC Benus said:

Lovely and evocative, you hit all the senses, including the one for the carefree days of one's youth

 

Those days from my youth echo in memory, all the more loudly in these soft-edged summer days. I can still see the colors of water beaded on skin and hear excited voices at the appearance of a water snake. Thanks very much for reading and for listening with me. 

1 hour ago, northie said:

I delight in seeing the same world you see, depicted through words strung together with such care and love. Teenage boys as egrets is a vision only you could summon. And it is perfect.  😘

PS Chapter 91? Time for a new book maybe?😏 

Long legged teens in cutoffs faded pale, still growing into their height… egrets came to mind immediately. I’m glad summer scenes such as I remember - and still experience today - can come to you all the way across the sea. Thank you for reading and commenting on this. 

Mmm! Summer! What a beautiful, peaceful scene you paint. And I actually love the possibility of summer storms on the horizon, and the idea of the mountains giving them the wary eye.  Summer thunderstorms are often exciting, a little wild, and very invigorating when viewed from a covered porch in the company of a special friend. 🙂

Thanks for the reminder!

9 hours ago, Geron Kees said:

Mmm! Summer! What a beautiful, peaceful scene you paint. And I actually love the possibility of summer storms on the horizon, and the idea of the mountains giving them the wary eye.  Summer thunderstorms are often exciting, a little wild, and very invigorating when viewed from a covered porch in the company of a special friend. 🙂

Thanks for the reminder!

 

 

There’s nothing quite like the building anticipation of a summer thunderstorm moving in. In some cases, there’s real reason for fear, in others, there’s the promise of weather drama, followed by the sun. It’s always better to share such experiences with someone special, I agree. Thank you for reading, and for your comments. 

1 hour ago, Valkyrie said:

A perfect painting of summer, and a true sensory experience.  I especially liked the image of the boys as egrets.  

The summer light is fainting, but the images of these days remain imprinted on my brain. I hope you could see them too. Thanks for your thoughts and comments.