" August is the slow, gentle month that stretches out the longest across the span of a year. It yawns and lingers on with the light in its palms." {Victoria Erickson} " I live in music, in words, in the fires of the heart." {Mary Oliver August days... I couldn't decide which collections of images to share, so I'm sharing both. How different each one translates the feelings of one single month. Light, bright and happy... moody, quiet and peaceful. A month that gifted all in g

" I often think that all of those vast desires for purer joys, that thrill the human heart, vague yearnings such as solitude inspires,...

" I have found myself thinking of summer fields. Fields full of flowers - poppies or lupines. Or, here, fields where the roses hook into...

" In this spacious, suspended place of quiet, we are recalled to our true selves, summoned to examine and honor this eternal impulse...

" To feel the leaping heart of joy in the presence of greenness... It's entirely possible to exult in birdsong and miniature flowers...

" On this morning the weather was of that voluptuous vernal kind, which calls forth all latent romance of a man's temperament, filling...