Sunday, August 02, 2009

Sunday Stroll - While August Warms the Fields

Walk with me down the lane,

where the blue weed grows.

Walk with me down the trail,
where bluets dart amid the chicory.


Walk with me to the lake,


where soft light falls on the water,


and wild roses bloom on the shore.


Walk with me while August warms the fields.


"While August Warms the Fields" by aisling, 8/2/09

All photos by Aisling, August 2, 2009
1) wild chicory 2) the lane 3) blueweed 4) the field
5) a northern bluet 6 & 7) the lake 8) wild rose 9) goatsbeard

10 comments:

Pom Pom said...

Beautiful! I was just getting ready for my Sunday Stroll - daughter called and said, "Wait for me!" So, my stroll is REALLY a stroll with Birdie and Miss Bug in the stroller. We'll take a bit easier route today. Stay tuned!

Farmer's Daughter said...

Beautiful poetry and photos!

Aisling said...

Thanks friends!

Cloudhands said...

I can feel the sun on my back and smell the roses by the water. Such a special place for you to live. I don't wonder where some of your inspiration must come from.

Aisling said...

Mom/Cloudhands,

It is a special place, especially in summer. :)

One Woman's Journey said...

I made a visit. Left with a warm heart and a smile on my face.
What special photos and poetry!!

Aisling said...

Ernestine, So glad you came by and that you enjoyed your visit here. I'm off to see if you posted as well!

Pom Pom said...

I posted my stroll! Such blue skies!

June said...

Oh, that was lovely! Glad to be along for the stroll.

Aisling said...

Thanks for walking along with me!