Homemade Ceremonies
Foxglove season

Midsummer's Day

Riverbank


Night in Day

The night never wants to end, to give itself over
Arthur Rackhamto light. So it traps itself in things: obsidian, crows.

Even on summer solstice, the day of light’s great
triumph, where fields of sunflowers guzzle in the sun -
we break open the watermelon and spit out
black seeds, bits of night glistening on the grass.

  - Joseph Stroud


Chagford Bridge

Happy Summer Solstice, everyone!

It's been a week of gloriously warm weather here, and the hound and I have been down to river for a swim every morning since it started. These pictures of a very wet and happy Tilly were taken on Sunday.

Testing the water

Plunging in

River

"Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly."

- Pablo Neruda

River

River

Leaves and waterThe poem above is from Of This World: New and Selected Poems, 1966-2006 by Joseph Stroud (Copper Canyon Press, 2009); all rights reserved by the author. The drawing is by Arthur Rackham.

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