August/Summer Thrills...

Glimpses of inspiration in no particular order... Flower- bouquets... backyard getaways... Leaf-jewelry, the kind that drips and glimmers in the sun... The belly of the sky, bulging with clouds ready to breakAnd then they do, and oh what lovely music raindrops make... (first video is a humorous look at what happens when I try to record something😅😂) sorry if you get a bit sea-sick on this one... Ps.85:12The LORD will indeed give what is good, and our land will yield its harvest. The pure and undefiled delight of watching gardens grow/glowThe stillness of a starry night, a fresh-brewed cup o’ joeOr Windsong wafting through treetops flushed with first light of dayOr twilight softly falling blue, and brushing day awayOr splendor of the heavens as they declare faithfullyWithout a word, God-given glory for the world to see A brand-new day not tasted yet, but bursting at the seamsWith moments we have never met to whet fresh hopes and dreamsThe fortune, oft forgot, of commonplace workaday beatThe pleasure of a great big pot filled with good things to eatThe belly of the sky, bulging with clouds ready to breakAnd then they do, and oh what lovely music raindrops make The readiness of laughter to combat life’s kick and punchThe sparrow’s friendly chatter, first-tomato-on-toast lunchLeaf-jewelry, the kind that drips and glimmers in the sunThe air, pungent with pickling spice when pick-scrub-slice is doneFlower bouquets and backyard getaway with book and teaThe sense that every summer day is special as can be The felled field, bowls brimming with holy answers to our prayersThe ever-earlier dimming of day, goldenrod flaresWhere roadside August-arboretums humbly steal the showSunflowers beam, peaches and plums drip, joy-cups overflowComposing hymns of thankfulness for gifts that August/summer spillsTo kindle simple happiness that thrills and thrills and thrills © Janet Martin bowls brimming with holy answers to our prayers... A brand-new day not tasted yet but bursting at the seamsWith moments we have never met to whet fresh hopes and dreams... The sense that every summer day is special as can be... Wishing you a whole new day of beautiful August thrills!I'm off to the not so thrilling task of much-needed sticky-floor scrubbing😅