August
August 8, 2012 § 2 Comments
“With the coming of August thunder showers crashed and flashed and poured after sunset or in the depths of night, but most of the days were warm and bright, with daisies and everlasting and yarrow scattered in the open spaces like scraps of lace set out to whiten in the sun.” – Helen Hoover, A Place in the Woods
Kinds of Honey 
What a beautiful verse. And quite fitting for us in Vancouver (BC) as we were treated to a huge thunderstorm last night, a truly rare occurrence in these parts! Thank you for sharing.
Whoever edits and puibhsles these articles really knows what they’re doing.