"That beautiful season the summer! Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; And the landscape Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood."
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
It's summer. It's warm. And sometimes my mind wanders away. Just wanders. The other day, while Alan was searching for a hidden object, I will explain more about that later in the week, I saw this patch of Little Bunny Fountain Grass gently dancing back and forth in the warm breeze. The sun was in the far western sky, so there was just the right amount of light making it appear different soft pastel colors. I reached down and touched one of the ivory blossoms, and was surprised to find how soft it was. Fluffy, just as it's name implies, like a bunny's tail. I am beginning to become quite fond of this plant. So much about summer can be harsh, but not this unusual plant.
"People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy."