First Days of Summer
Summer comes on quickly in the South. Spring lasts only a few brief moments and then the never ending parade of storms, heat, bugs, and oppressive humidity weighs down on everyone. Clouds will roll in with the promise of relief only to give an impressive show of lightning and wind and then move on to tease the next county. But growing up on a farm the heat was never a reason to stay inside. There was hay to bale and stalls to clean and stock to tend. I spent many summer days in a tee shirt with the sleeves cut out, shorts, and rubber boots. Always rubber boots. Preferably Red Ball rubber boots. It made for funny tan lines, but I never had to worry about snake bites. If you got to the creek and after a quick check to make sure everything was clear you could always take them off to wade. Is there anything better than standing in a clear running creek digging your toes into white sand watching tiny fish swim in the shallows around you?
Maybe picking wild blackberries with the promise of blackberry jelly or cobbler.
I look forward to capturing lots of pictures like this again. Even if I do have to fend off a few bugs.
If this looks familiar, this is the Bogue Chitto Gin I took pictures of in 2013, you can see that entry HERE. These pictures were actually taken June 2014.
Have a happy weekend my lovelies! I have been editing lots of pictures lately and have been trying to catch up on my writing. Hopefully the slump is over and I can get back to regular posting. Maybe it's all this eating right and yoga I've been doing. Who knows? Now it's off to bed for me. Good night!