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[JustAmy]

July 1, 2012



Graphic by MamaBear

Summer Sun
Robert Louis Stevenson

THE summer sun shone round me,
The folded valley lay
In a stream of sun and odour,
That sultry summer day.

The tall trees stood in the sunlight
As still as still could be,
But the deep grass sighed and rustled
And bowed and beckoned me.

The deep grass moved and whispered
And bowed and brushed my face.
It whispered in the sunshine:
"The winter comes apace."

[Kudsman]

Hi Amy and FRiends. Thought I'd stop by to say hello and pass on my best wishes for all here.

Just returned from catching bullfrogs with my Wife and 4 y.o. nephew. The scene from the creek, with the afternoon setting sun, was idyllic. The boy's joy and wonderment were so refreshing. But you know boys. The mischievous set in with that first step that trickled over his boot top. Now the other bank was in play. And that's where the frogs were resting in the shade. Not for long. Lol. Anyway the whole scene reminded of this place and what lovely pictures are posted and painted with words.