Summer’s Song

Summer is coming to it’s fullness.

Garden flowers are showing their bright colours.

The grass on the hills is turning a sunburnt golden hue.

And we find ourselves seeking respite from her piercing rays.

We pitch the tent under a tree.

We enjoy the cool of the bush for a walk during the day.

We cool off at the river’s edge.

And everywhere we go we hear it…Summer’s song.

Cicada’s in chorus.

#Grateful for this sound I have missed over the last few years away from New Zealand. Sounds that, for me, are child memories of warm Summer days.

Loving Summer’s song.

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