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There came a Summer from Fairy-land…

…..who carried joe-pye weed….

….in her hand.

The thistles leapt after….

….wherever she trod….

….and ironweed….

….and daisies….

….danced on the sod.

Her locks were Queen Anne’s Lace….

….with jewelweed for her nose;

Her breath was the breeze, she’d moss for her toes;

Her eyes were blue skies, her lips berry flame,

Her voice was the stream….

….and Summer was her name.

*Adapted from the children’s verse, Spring, author unknown.

P.S. Take a drive in the country this weekend to see Summer strutting her stuff….

….before she’s all gone!
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Thanks for another uplift this morning..
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I love weeds….I love wildflowers……
A wildflower is a weed in its proper place and time…
A weed is a wildflower in the wrong place and time…
PS…but a “chigger”….is found in unreachable places unknown….ask me how I know….
love, bumpy B.Ruth
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Enjoy your wonderful weather!!
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Blessings from Ohio…
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It is raining here today.
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