August rushes by like desert rainfall,
A flood of frenzied upheaval,
Expected,
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,
A moment,
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....
6 comments:
What a beautiful lake and a great way to bring summer gently to a close.
Oh so beautiful!
how many times have I sat on a dock. beer in hand, wet imprint on faded wood from a jump in the lake. wishing time could stand still.
beautiful.
Wow! That poem totally hit home for me this morning....what a crazy but fun summer it has been. Glad you had a great trip.
Perfect. Reminds me of how the end of summer should be :) like it is back home. Can you tell I'm homesick again (already)?
Glad you had a great weekend... looking forward to more pics.
oh beautiful, I miss living by the water.
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