The Fawn In August ...

 “… I come into the peace of wild things

who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief …

For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.”

 ~ “The Peace of Wild Things”

 ~ Wendell Berry

 ~ born 1934

 ~ American novelist, poet, environmental activist, cultural critic & farmer

I came into the peace of wild things when I spotted this honey of a summer sight ~ a sweet, beautiful white-tailed deer fawn ~ posing on the banks of the Saucon Creek, with its mama doe nearby, on a gorgeous early August evening along the Saucon Rail Trail in the Saucon Valley, Hellertown, Pennsylvania.

 

Ain't Nothin' Like A Summer Morning ...

“Many a forenoon have I stolen away, preferring to spend thus the most valued part of the day; for I was rich, if not in money, in sunny hours and summer days, and spent them lavishly; nor do I regret that I did not waste more of them in the workshop or the teacher’s desk.”

       ~ Henry David Thoreau

         ~ 1817~1862

       ~ “Walden”

       ~ originally published August 9, 1854

 

To me, there’s nothing so beautiful in nature as a summer morning, and Thoreau’s words

seamlessly flow through this image of milkweed basking in the morning sun that I shot on a brilliant early July day at Trexler Memorial Park, Allentown, Pennsylvania.

 

If we all had more sunny hours and summer days, how much richer ~ and happier ~ we’d all be.

 

Days Of Summer ...

“I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all ...”

                            ~ Jack Kerouac

                                    ~ 1922 ~ 1969

All seasons have their own special beauty, yet I have to say summer has always been my most favorite of seasons.

And what more could anyone who loves summer ask for than a quintessential summer afternoon ~  verdant, lush and warm ~ on a beautiful late July day along the Saucon Rail Trail, Hellertown, Pennsylvania.

It’s the perfect place for dreaming and remembrance … a place that seems to paintbrush the words of Jack Kerouac, “I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all …”