The rabbit patch in August, is not as tidy as it was in July. Grass grows unhindered where it ought not to-and the garden is almost abandoned. Vegetables are in the pantry now or packaged up in the freezer. There are no sightings of bunnies in the evenings and the nests of the summer birds are filling up with leaves. The songs of the night are hushed-and last night, I smelled the corn drying in the heavy air.
If summer was a book, August would be the last chapter-the one read hurriedly, the conclusion of all that happened before it-But August has a story, all its’ own and it is a story worth telling. There is too much to do and see in August, than to just spend it waiting for pumpkins. There are the morning glory flowers, after all. They are a cheerful lot-especially if they are the blue variety. Many consider them as lowly as violets, but I love violets too. When the yellow butterflies of August flutter around a morning glory vine, it is an affair to notice. Morning glory, true to its’ name, makes a “big production” of the morning time and it is over by noon. The butterfly knows this and heeds the morning light as an invitation to attend,with great haste. The other flowers in the rabbit patch do not impose such consequences-and the butterfly knows this too.
The “Quiet Garden” in August, is going slowly about its’ business these days. New roses are more seldom now and there are barely enough of them to fill a vase these days, yet the serenity remains. The “Quiet Garden” is as steadfast as a sister.
The flowers in the rabbit patch bear certain colors at certain times. Now , the landscape is shades of purple, yellow and blue. The lantana sums it all up with its’ clusters of little flowers that are delightful combinations of these colors of August.
I went out last night, in to the heavy air of late summer. It was a still and moonless night. I smelled the corn drying in the fields . Just before the harvest, you can do so but only if the air hangs thick. The thought “dawned upon me” that I spend a good deal of time, in August, thinking about September. I so love the time when chrysanthemums and pumpkins are scattered over the rabbit patch. I love the world when you need a sweater in the morning and a light blanket at night. The next thing I know, I am thinking of the first soup I will make and the first fire Kyle will build in the wood heater -and then I am well on the way to Thanksgiving and lighting candles.
I must remember that August has a story to tell all its’ own. While the roses rest, sapphire blossoms are growing on vines. Evening comes a little quicker than it did in July, its’ heavy air filled with a soft melody and carrying the smell of corn in a field a mile away, ready for harvesting. Butterflies are on the wing like a silent commotion and make me remember that there is more to August, than just waiting for pumpkins.
I love the way you write! I can through your eyes the beauty of nature all around and the smells and sounds. I can get personal with each flower and tree as you describe their individual “personalities”.
You have such a close relationship with nature and I enjoy your posts tremendously!
I was overdue a visit to the rabbit patch and I’m glad I visited today. Wow! As always, while reading your words, I’m “in” the country, seeing the butterflies after the seasons end of flowers. You can paint such vivid pictures with your words. A good writer captures “her” readers by pulling them into the story…and you my dear far exceed that! I feel that stagnate night air you speak of. I am looking forward to reading your posts for Sept and Oct…my favorite months of the year. A time when the air is cooler and the smell of the leaves are heavy. I can’t wait to read how you will describe that and more in the Rabbit Patch…thank you for taking us on these short journeys in our mind. You’re the best my friend!!
so very good to hear from you! Your comments mean so much-Thank you!!! I love the fall too. you take such time to leave kind words and I appreciate it.
You had me from the title to the last word of this blog as you described the August I love. Though where I live, I’ve never smelled corn drying, everything else you record happens in my world as well. Usually when I read, I look for one true sentence that zips straight into my heart. In this case it was “The “Quiet Garden” is as steadfast as a sister” Perfect, perfect, perfect.
“The Quiet Garden is as steadfast as a sister.” I love that line! I have two sisters and several sister in laws who are now my sisters and steadfast is a great description of sisters and the August garden. Love this one too.
Michele, I am always rushing to get through the month of August so nice of you to remind me to slow down and enjoy every day and month. Your words are so beautiful when you describe nature I feel like I am able to see your rabbit patch first hand.
I love the way you write! I can through your eyes the beauty of nature all around and the smells and sounds. I can get personal with each flower and tree as you describe their individual “personalities”.
You have such a close relationship with nature and I enjoy your posts tremendously!
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thank you-you say the nicest things. I do love nature. I am so glad you enjoy wandering around the rabbit patch with me. You are good company!
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Such a well timed reminder! So lovely.
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Thank you-I have to remind myself too!
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I was overdue a visit to the rabbit patch and I’m glad I visited today. Wow! As always, while reading your words, I’m “in” the country, seeing the butterflies after the seasons end of flowers. You can paint such vivid pictures with your words. A good writer captures “her” readers by pulling them into the story…and you my dear far exceed that! I feel that stagnate night air you speak of. I am looking forward to reading your posts for Sept and Oct…my favorite months of the year. A time when the air is cooler and the smell of the leaves are heavy. I can’t wait to read how you will describe that and more in the Rabbit Patch…thank you for taking us on these short journeys in our mind. You’re the best my friend!!
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so very good to hear from you! Your comments mean so much-Thank you!!! I love the fall too. you take such time to leave kind words and I appreciate it.
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I do like to skip ahead to fall but this morning I will take time to appreciate the beauty of August.
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awwh-I hope it is a beautiful day for you! thank you.
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Reading one of your posts always brings me a bit of calm. Beautiful.
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thank you-that is really what my heart wants-some relief from the world for all of us! i so appreciate your words-they are my relief.
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So thoughtful and well written. I love your writing style 🙂
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thank you-what a nice thing to say! Glad you are following-so good to meet new friends-will be visiting you too!
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I love meeting new people and finding new blogs 🙂
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You had me from the title to the last word of this blog as you described the August I love. Though where I live, I’ve never smelled corn drying, everything else you record happens in my world as well. Usually when I read, I look for one true sentence that zips straight into my heart. In this case it was “The “Quiet Garden” is as steadfast as a sister” Perfect, perfect, perfect.
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oh-be still my heart! your comment is precious to me! I so love when you visit the rabbit patch! Thank you!
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“The Quiet Garden is as steadfast as a sister.” I love that line! I have two sisters and several sister in laws who are now my sisters and steadfast is a great description of sisters and the August garden. Love this one too.
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Thank you-We have so many things that we share-I know EVERYBODY loves the chicken grandma!
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What a beautiful post. Felt as though I was there with you.
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Lovely. So Very Lovely. A Joy to Read. Thank you.
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thank you ! I am so happy that you liked it and how kind to leave a comment! Your sweet words made me glad!
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Michele, I am always rushing to get through the month of August so nice of you to remind me to slow down and enjoy every day and month. Your words are so beautiful when you describe nature I feel like I am able to see your rabbit patch first hand.
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I have rushed August for a long while myself-I love the fall! Now I am trying to live mindful of the present as best I can! Thank you so much!
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