Add to the Beauty: Words

“The first week of August hangs at the very top of the summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. Often at night there is lightning, but it quivers all alone. There is no thunder, no relieving rain. These are strange and breathless days, the dog days, when people are led to do things they are sure to be sorry for after.”

Tuck Everlasting by Natalie Babbitt

I've never read this before but it was brought to my attention yesterday when a woman read it on her Instagram post.  It's so beautiful and poetic and I bet many of you have read this book over the years.  It has the dreamy descriptive prose I can't get enough of.

I love the idea of taking in this very moment and loving it for it's unique splendor.

Just like a snapshot, for your soul.

Encourage one another,

Donna