Today we were treated to tropical humid weather, again. The temperature reached 92F (32C) with extremely poor air quality. Tomorrow will be more of the same except hotter and more humid. Weren't we just complaining about the long winter? I knew this would happen. No spring.
Although hazy, the sky was blue and the sun was shining.
The greens are rich and abundant. Blooms on the shrubs are showing their color but are quickly fading. I forgot to take a few cuttings from my lilacs and they are going to seed, so I'll leave them where they hang. Their scent is heavenly.
I learned that purple lilacs symbolize the first emotions of love, while white lilacs represent youthful innocence. Sugar Maple is a symbol of strength and endurance and in Canada where I live, it has also come to symbolize unity, tolerance, and peace. The lush hosta symbolizes devotion.
I have a garden of love.
There is a beautiful sun,
one of those misty suns that make walking agreeable
and sadness less burdensome.
Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1900 translated from the French by Benjamin R. Tuckerlilac
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Clouds come floating into my life,
no longer to carry rain or usher storm,
but to add color to my sunset sky.
Rabindranath Tagoresugar maple
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Wherever you go,
no matter what the weather,
always bring your own sunshine.
Anthony J. D’Angelo, The College Blue Bookhosta
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