Summer was like a shy stranger, here in the Virginia highlands: she sometimes waved from the distance but never really joined the dance. And now it appears she took the fast train South, leaving behind her blooming meadows which thrived despite her benign neglect.
Can you believe she just up and left?
How could she leave all of this behind?
Her pink and white dresses strewn across the field, recklessly:
And so much yellow, her favorite color – probably because she really adores Sunshine, her elder sister:
I wished you’d stayed a bit longer….I had my patio table set up and kept watermelon juice with mint leaves in the fridge, in case you came over for a visit.
At least say hello to my Australian friends when you see them.