It’s lazy July time. In my garden, the elegy of peonies has made way for the rondo of daisies. A rondo is a musical form in which a theme (like the chorus in
Daisies light up my front garden.
a folk tune) is introduced and then repeated between each of several musical forays. From my breezeway rocker, the entry garden has blossomed with tall, Shasta daisies, their bright yellow centers mirroring the hot summer sun. Behind them is a burst of spiky purple liatris, followed by another mound of daisies, then some silvery soft lambs’ ears, then daisies again in the far bed by the sun arch. It is heaven to sit here in the cooling breeze, whiling away the hot hours rocking and watching.
As I write, the rapid whirr of hummingbird wings alerts me to the presence of an eager feeder at the hanging pink petunias. I turn my head slowly, having learned that quick movement sends them flitting away. If I’m lucky, I will see a small, lithe female hovering to feed. Occasionally, I see her ruby-throated mate sticking his long nose into a flower. In the Native American totem tradition, hummingbirds mean Joy. Every time I hear and see their vibrating, joyful presence, I smile.
Nature is amazing. May your summer be a symphony of long, lazy, hot days of wonder and joy.
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