August/Summer Thrills...

 Glimpses of inspiration in no particular order...

Flower- bouquets...

backyard getaways...

Leaf-jewelry, the kind that drips and glimmers in the sun...

The belly of the sky, bulging with clouds ready to break

And then they do, and oh what lovely music raindrops make...

(first video is a humorous look at what happens when I try to record something😅😂)

sorry if you get a bit sea-sick on this one...

Ps.85:12

The LORD will indeed give what is good,

 and our land will yield its harvest.

The pure and undefiled delight of watching gardens grow/glow

The stillness of a starry night, a fresh-brewed cup o’ joe

Or Windsong wafting through treetops flushed with first light of day

Or twilight softly falling blue, and brushing day away

Or splendor of the heavens as they declare faithfully

Without a word, God-given glory for the world to see

A brand-new day not tasted yet, but bursting at the seams

With moments we have never met to whet fresh hopes and dreams

The fortune, oft forgot, of commonplace workaday beat

The pleasure of a great big pot filled with good things to eat

The belly of the sky, bulging with clouds ready to break

And then they do, and oh what lovely music raindrops make

The readiness of laughter to combat life’s kick and punch

The sparrow’s friendly chatter, first-tomato-on-toast lunch

Leaf-jewelry, the kind that drips and glimmers in the sun

The air, pungent with pickling spice when pick-scrub-slice is done

Flower bouquets and backyard getaway with book and tea

The sense that every summer day is special as can be

The felled field, bowls brimming with holy answers to our prayers

The ever-earlier dimming of day, goldenrod flares

Where roadside August-arboretums humbly steal the show

Sunflowers beam, peaches and plums drip, joy-cups overflow

Composing hymns of thankfulness for gifts that August/summer spills

To kindle simple happiness that thrills and thrills and thrills

 

© Janet Martin

 bowls brimming with holy answers to our prayers...

A brand-new day not tasted yet but bursting at the seams

With moments we have never met to whet fresh hopes and dreams...

The sense that every summer day is special as can be...

Wishing you a whole new day of beautiful August thrills!

I'm off to the not so thrilling task of much-needed sticky-floor scrubbing😅