In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.

I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people’s feet
Still going past me in the street.

And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?

'Bed in Summer' by Robert Louis Stevenson

And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer. —  F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day
listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across
the sky, is hardly a waste of time.
—  Sir John Lubbock
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing,
the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken.

 James Dent

solitary daisy

solitary daisy

Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it. — Russell Baker
In summer, the song sings itself… — William Carlos Williams
Ten thousand flowers in spring,
the moon in autumn
A cool breeze in summer,
snow in winter.
If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things,
This is the best season of your life.
— Wu-men (1183-1260)
Eastern Tiger Swallowtail on thistle 

Eastern Tiger Swallowtail on thistle 

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monarch chrysalis transformation series 1/8