Summer Relaxation

Summer

“Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all’s right with the world.” – Ada Louise Huxtable

June

Summer

“It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.”  – Maud Hart Lovelace

Turning leaves

Autumn

“Even if something is left undone, everyone must take time to sit still and watch the leaves turn.” –   Elizabeth Lawrence

Witch Hazel Flower

Winter

I am looking at a witch hazel blooming in a garden. Bright yellow flowers in the middle of winter time. And I tell my heart ‘Be strong like the witch hazel flower and you will not be injured by this dark and troubled time.’ Oh, I take myself along to a place I know in … Read More

Hannah Dains Quote

Poems

“And how lovely it is to know that life had never been anything more than the collection of things you do while living it.“ Hannah Dains

Autumn’s Arrival

Autumn

“Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple.” – J.K. Rowling

Summer to Fall

Summer

“To say it was a beautiful day would not begin to explain it. It was that day when the end of summer intersects perfectly with the start of fall. “ – Ann Patchett

“Summer Days” by Zoe E McCabe

Summer

The sun, it fades in the moonlight. The stars, they fade in the daylight. The cold breezes are strong in winter and spring, And the warm, sunny days are what summer brings. The ice cream van’s song plays a tune as the children play on the sand, The joy on their little faces as their … Read More

“Here” by Blythe Baird

Poems

When I wonder if I am doing the right thing and if I am being what I am supposed to be being, she reminds me: Little sister, the only thing you are supposed to be is here. I ask her, How do I do that? And she tells me: You already have. You already are. “Here” … Read More

“Advice to Myself” by Louise Erdrich

Poems

Leave the dishes.Let the celery rot in the bottom drawer of the refrigeratorand an earthen scum harden on the kitchen floor.Leave the black crumbs in the bottom of the toaster.Throw the cracked bowl out and don’t patch the cup.Don’t patch anything. Don’t mend. Buy safety pins.Don’t even sew on a button.Let the wind have its … Read More