Wednesday, July 20, 2011

green bird

(the ones that are green have not had as much sun)

For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.

Ivan Panin

If we ever get a summer, the whole plant will be it is supposed to be. (In case you're listening...Beloved.)


Deb Shucka said...

If we don't get a summer, the mood of the whole population of this part of the world will be black. :-)

kario said...

It is getting a little hard to take. I'm holding out for Indian Summer at this point, but it doesn't bode well for my kids.

Kathryn Grace said...

I feel for you all there! I remember a year near the Oregon Coast where it rained almost every single day. Depressing, cold, damp and moldy. Sun-hugs!

Joan said...

Never thought I would say this about a plant, but I hope it turns black soon!