Saturday, August 01, 2015

August is here



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August.
The sprinkler twirls, the summer wanes, the pavement wears Popsicle stains.The playground grass is worn to dust, the weary swings creak creak with rust.The trees are bored with being green. Some people leave the local scene and go to seaside bungalows and take off nearly all their clothes. "August," a poem by John Updike


Big trees in the evening

XO
Donna


10 comments:

  1. Anonymous12:24 PM

    Love the big trees picture! jenny w.

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  2. love the color of the inside of the canoe. I love canoes. Katie's suit with the canoe is great.

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  3. Anonymous1:46 PM

    The light is great in theses photos!
    We had our first of the summer 100+ days this past week.
    Now it is August....dum, de dum dum.

    Love and prayers, jep

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  4. I sure love the John Updike poems about the months. Thank you for sharing them.

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  5. The trees are bored with being green...

    That's my favorite line.

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  6. Your hometown looks like it is a beautiful place to be in the summer…:) You're photography is stunning as well!

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  7. You have perfect taste in poetry. Thank you. And I am thanking God for the cooler weather in Madison this morning; my favorite summer temp is 77 degrees. I guess I live in the right state!
    Taryn

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    1. You sure do, Taryn!
      This whole week will be perfect for you :o)
      I'm glad you like the poems :o)

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  8. Perfect pictures.
    Perfect poem.
    Perfect site to visit on a Monday morning!

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