The lone umbrella
Speaks of a jetty well used;
Of summer picnics and laughter.
But now, in this glorious moment
Of mist and clouds
And pink abstract –
It speaks of the peace of an early dawn.
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Late summer — and dawn is finally making an appearance again at a reasonable time.
Some mornings, sunrise unfurls like a parasol
Made of blue silk;
Sometimes the dawn
Is an orange burst;
But my favourite kind of sunrise
Is one of peace and reflection,
A canvas ready for colour
And the signature of three small birds in flight.
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July was a time of long, long summer nights,
And strawberry swirls in the sky.
Pink gave way to
Ruby red –
As the sun sank into the lake
With a sizzling hot splash.
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Mid-July and the sun was setting somewhere around 10.30 pm:
Perfect for a late-night picnic on the pier.
As with all our picnics where Oscar is involved,
We end up pretty wet — whether we’ve been swimming or not!
Life is pretty good though:
Jump, enjoy life, repeat.
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Of a summer sunset;
Long rays of sunlight
Lay flat on the sky
While clouds dance on golden lake –
And, finally, liquid honey
Transforms a humble thistle
Into a magnificent creature of light.
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I don’t seem to be able to get enough
Of our late evening honey glow!
It pours like warm syrup
Over water and jetty.
It bathes Oscar
As he enjoys the view;
And dances on golden feet
Over the lovely clover.
(I lay down in a patch of nettles to take this photo!)
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It’s been hard taking photos as the sun sets around 11 pm
And rises again at about 2.30 in the morning – and even then it’s never really dark.
Sometimes, however, you get lucky –
A cold front comes in, the fleece goes on –
And you go out to enjoy the beauty
Of a summer storm.
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On the horizon,
All we can do is stand
Humbled and awed
Before the power of nature.
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On a carpet of burnished gold
Swims a swan
In the dancing light
Of a shimmering sunset.
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Every year, a replica of a Viking boat
Suddenly appears on our lake.
It looked very pretty
As it rested in the sunlight.
A man and his son make the boats by hand
And sail them too – even as far away as to Finland and Russia (from Sweden).
I love the weathered look of the wood
And those cool dragon-shaped oarlocks.
The heavy wooden oars and the mast
Are stored in the boat for safekeeping.
And – yes! – that’s Oscar checking the boat out.
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