Monday, August 27, 2007
didn't want to "go-home-lake"
August rushes by like desert rainfall,
A flood of frenzied upheaval,
But still catching me unprepared.
Like a matchflame
Bursting on the scene,
Heat and haze of crimson sunsets.
Like a dream
Of moon and dark barely recalled,
Shadows caught in a blink.
Like a quick kiss;
One wishes for more
But it suddenly turns to leave,
Dragging summer away.
~Elizabeth Maua Taylor~
didn't think I wrote that did you?
we had the good fortune to be invited up to some friend's cottage this weekend.
Such a great time, wish I could have stayed there until thanksgiving.
a very special place indeed.
will post more pics soon....