Looking Glass of Summer

When I love something, I can get ahead of myself. Like writing about summer's end in July. Thanks to the season's ease and pace, there's a natural focus on the lightness of being that deeply resonates.

There will be dark times and heartbreak beyond these rose-colored days. But we choose the lens through which we see the world. The looking glass of summer is always up for grabs.

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You are here among the field and flowers, waving in the breeze.

Blazing sun.

Fresh Kale.

Thunderstorms.

Stand still so I can take you with me:

when leaves fall,

in the deep chill,

through spring rain.

Let's walk the slow way home, once more.