Remember Summer?

In these grey, rainy, drizzly, darkling days, it is hard to remember what it was like, oh, so long ago, 6 months ago, thereabouts.

So here's a reminder. Purple clematis on an alley fence, pink blooms and Canada geese at "The Farm", children playing after supper in a water park in Strathcona. Summer, glorious summer!

Remember the long, bright days? Sunrise at 6 AM? Sunset around 9? Long, peaceful evenings elivened by birdsong? Picking blackberries along the trails? Beaches?

It does happen. Even here.

I think it was Jood, at Journeys with Jood, who said I had a "dark sense of humor" because I sent her a summery photo (tubing down the Kettle River) in early December. Maybe I do, and here I am torturing everyone again with recollections of sunshine.


Or it may be just that sometimes I need to be reminded that nothing is forever, not even dull days.










And in aid of that thought, my hydrangea has inch-long new leaf buds, a couple of them opening up into full-fledged, if small, leaves.