Dear
Friends,
This Summer Solstice issue is dedicated to my father – Harry V. McCarthy. Our
family summer vacations instilled in me a love of this season. I believe it
was his favorite season. Thank you, Dad, for all the wonderful summers with
time on my own to listen to the natural world.
Wishing you a Happy Father's Day and a summer with some timeless moments for
yourself.
THE TANGIBLE ILLUMINATION OF
SUMMER
One morning I sank
into summer and summer sank into me; unexpectedly,
the trees, double
thick outside my window
and the bird song
heavy on the humid morning air stuck
to my damp skin, every
bird note entered
in through all my
pores.
The leaves bent and
spoke a little,
but just a bit; they
barely moved
in the heat, languid,
they whispered faintly among themselves
and were still again.
They did not speak to
me;
still, Read More
©photograph & text copyright Margaret McCarthy 2015