summer

i love summer.  i have always loved summer.  it is a time of freshness, of breezes that kiss rather than bite, of the warm evergreen scent rolling down the hills.  growing up in montana i learned that summer was a precious time of year.  it is june, we just had a brilliant warm solstice, and it’s been overcast and cloudy.  but today i got the itch to be out with my fingers in the dirt.  so i went to where the old garden used to be and dug a compost patch.  our old one was never properly supervised and was never turned or anything, so it is mushy with grass growing all over it.  i want a compost patch now that i’m eating more fresh fruits and vegetables.  i hate wasting anything, and composting is so rewarding.

i also planted things.

i am a pot scavenger.  i like planting in anything.

i am just so interested these days in how things grow, how they live and create and expand cellularly.  i found an old dried sunflower head and planted the seeds in the red pot.  the blue pot got basil/marjoram/fennel/dill mix.  and an old yogurt container has a dandelion, that i am going to grow in my windowsill.  dandelions are so unfortunately typecast in the weed category.  the roots make an excellent flour, the leaves are full of vitamins and nutrients, and the flowers are delicious when fried or made into syrup or wine.  i dug in the dirt, breathed in the wet musty smell.  it is a beautiful june day in montana.  the poppies are still blooming and the bees are busy in them.

lovely red poppies growing in the back yard

and the world is in bloom today.

for the first time in over a year, i felt wholly infused with happiness today.  everything has been beautiful and i am at peace.

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