The air is intense and fragrant
with meadowsweet and elder,
the burn of summer a reminder
that everything is changing.
Seasons will always come and go,
the moon and love will wax and wane,
giving us another reason
to lie down in green meadows,
breathe in the sweet trickle
of bee-kissed honeysuckle
and slumber lazy in the hay
while the sun still shines all day.
Kim M. Russell, 3rd July 2018
Sanaa shares a beautiful quote from Francis Thompson and tells us that nature is smiling at her today in shades of gold and salmon pink. How could I refuse her invitation to share some poetry and enjoy the company of toads in the imaginary garden?