Summer is already warmer than usual this year.  Before July was half gone, temperatures were acting all August on us!  Nonetheless, sweating in the garden and surveying weeds I NEVER catch up on in the flower beds and my roadside—I find comforts.

*A hummingbird, hovering in the sprinkler spray.

* So many bumblebees that I have to be careful not to close my hand on one as I weed the lavender beds.

* The smell of water in the cooling evening air as I sprinkle the Walk.

* Fresh purslane from the garden.

* The excited honking of the geese as they play in the sprinkler.

* Bounties of goose feathers as they molt.

* Coming into the cool dark of the house, dirty, hot and muddy from garden chores.

* The satisfaction of looking at a big pile of split firewood drying in the heat.

* New garden art on loan from friends who are artists.

* Iced black coffee.

* Popsicles of the pure fruit variety.

* The feel of wet garden earth under foot.

* The “green sigh” of quenched plants.

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