Summer, sing me home…
I want to love you, summertime
and s……l……o…….w this life on down,
going all fluid and free and fascinated,
to live out my art in vivid color
and drink the thanks from every ripe moment.
I want to wander into the mountains with my camera
and hear again the owl in the woods
and find some new swimming holes
and dance by the light of the moon.
I want to dab coppertone behind my ears
and munch cilantro pulled plenty from the soil
and resuscitate my relationship with the local library
and write a good answer to give
when people say what I should.
I want to linger longer outside on summer nights
and get over the bugs
because you can’t have one without the other
and embrace the storms,
paint my toes berry bright
and get more scars.
To fill my arms with farmer’s market goodness
for fresh salsa
and to remember how all I need is already here,
to re-purpose, refurbish and restore
what I didn’t notice before
and when I feel empty, to fill up on thanks
and wear the coolest cotton dresses.
I want to let summer love me,
to take in the sweetness
and not wish it away in the waiting
for sweet soldier to come home,
to open wide to each shot of courage as it comes
and not miss a moment of living
in all the surviving
and, yes, I will love you, summertime.
what a beautiful tribute to summertime
+ your photos are brilliantly rich/gorgeous/deeeeelightful!
summer love to you, dear! xox
Oh my goodness, Jennifer! We long for many of the same summertime splendors! I love your detail…and I send big comforting hugs for your soldier to come back. (When can your son come home, or visit you next? How is he doing?) Do you see fireflies where you live…?
I’m trying to get over the bugs, too, because you’re so right… you can’t have one without the other, and I’m loving these summer days and nights! I hope they linger slow and sweet for both of us!
Oh I can sure feel your JOY Jen! You made me smile and wish I could come over and spend a day with you. I just chewed on some freshly picked cilantro from my little pot, earlier today and I love cobalt blue glass too. Really, I can see in your posts lately that you are feeling happy and free… and that is wonderful. But I really do think I need to come over and spend some time with you so more of it will rub off on me. …Wish that was possible. Oh well, thankful for you my friend!
I feel as though I’ve splashed in the puddle of color! What a delight your words and images are.
I think I want the same kind of summer as you. Your words refresh me and your art work lifts my heart. Thank you. x
I want to love summertime as well, but the settled weather has still not arrived here, rain again today!
So true. Beautifully said and wonderfully illustrated. Those photos just vibrate with life, like your words do 🙂
Did you know this
Is one of the most beautiful
Poetic blogs I’ve ever read
Always such a joy
To come by and leave a note.
I try to leave a comment
Inspired by your poems
But yours are so much
poignant words on that last stanza Jen
may your embracing of what is allow that which you truly long for to arrive sooner
as i read your words i was whisked back to growing up in WI and those long fabulous summers there!! thanks…that was nice!!
i especially love that first photo…so beautiful!!
ah wish away
fall is gorgeous too
as is winter
and then oh my it’s spring again
and then..wulllaa….summer together
but wishing doesn’t make it so
therefore we enjoy what is rightnow
thank you so much for all your words of comfort
tough this thing called love
So beautiful, Jennifer, your poetic reminder to slow down and keep one’s senses open. But I have to ask, why do you dab coppertone behind your ears?
Your blog is so beautiful and refreshing. I love the colors you capture with your camera and the thoughts you capture with your words. Inspirational.
Enjoy this beginning of summer.
Jen, lovely said. As always. Blessings my friend.
summer loves you
Love this — your photos are amazing!
Your seeing, hearing, feeling, creating,loving,braveheart knocks on the door to mine and calls for me to come out and just “be” the real me and play and work the work that is feels like play, passionate-give-it-all-ya-got-abandoning -all-fear-work-play. This is a priceless gift–THANK YOU!!!! Jennifer<3
I feel the exact same way. You express it so well. I will share this.
LOVE this one, Jen! Can smell, taste and feel it all! BEAUTIFUL!!
Enjoyed stopping buy to read and see the beautiful pictures and refreshing words. Thanks to you were see the beauty in the season.
Your photographs are beautiful! Everything about them, color and composition both, speak to me.
And your words ring so true, and sound so right. I will keep your son in my prayers, that he gets home soon and safely to you.
I wish for you – and for me – all of this and so much more.
I wish you watermelon seed spitting contests, sparkler writing nights, and shrieking, laughing kids to chase at dusk .
Oy! The flowers, the words, so much colorful beauty I am swooning!
“to open wide to each shot of courage as it comes
and not miss a moment of living
in all the surviving”
yes. (and i love your blue bottles)
and i hope and pray your soldier boy is kept safe in all his comings and goings, both now and forevermore…
beautiful photo and beautiful words. thanks for sharing your heart with the rest of us in this way.
Ohh so pretty! Like the flowers in Alice in Wonderland!
Wow, so colorful. You should design patterns for Betsey Johnson.