Monday, August 1, 2016


"Fairest of the months! Ripe summer's queen the hey-day of the year with robes that gleam with sunny sheen sweet August doth appear."
     ~R. Combe Miller~

"August rushes by like desert rainfall, a flood of  frenzied  upheaval, expected, but still catching me unprepared.  Like a matchflame bursting on the scene.   Heat and haze of crimson sunsets, like a dream of moon and dark barely recalled  a moment, shadows caught in a blink.   Like a quick kiss; one wishes for more but it suddenly turns to leave, dragging summer away."
          ~Elizabeth Maua Taylor~

"How sociable the garden was, we ate and talked in given light.  The children put their toys to grass all the warm wakeful August night."
        ~Thomas Gunn~

"Whilst August yet wears her golden drown ripening fields lush-bright with promise; summer waxes long, then wanes quietly passing her fading green glory onto riotous autumn."
         ~Michelle L. Thieme~