It is well known in our part of the world that Summer has not really arrived unless she is heralded by Rain. And now she was proclaimed! Summer is here - at last!
"Tu excitas, ut laudare te delectet, quia fecisti nos, ad te et inquietum est cor nostrum, donec requiescat in te." Directly translated: "You stir man to take pleasure in praising you, because you have made us for yourself, and our heart is restless until it rests in you." St Augustine of Hippo (a Roman Christian theologian) said this in AD 397. In all probability he also walked on the green grass, saw the sun's rays ballet-ing over the silver water, catching the new, clean, shiny leaves of the trees and throwing the emerald green back to the earth! Heralding Summer. And knowing - God has sent this rain to stir us to praise Him!
New flowers blossomed, their white petals as soft as silk, shyly staring up at Mother Sun, from their bed of fresh green loof, proud of their place in Nature, given to them by God.
What a pleasure to see this - Summer's entrance - just like a triumph march into Ancient Rome by Caesar. And all the plebeians line the streets, dressed in their very best green, white, pink and silver - to meet the Queen.
What a privilege to be able to see - something else to praise the Lord for.
And what pure bliss to smell Summer's perfume - so perfect and subtle - better than the most expensive man made perfume. Jasmin, sweet pea, wild roses, lavender, chives, green grass and wet, fertile ground.
And the birds came, all of them, and composed their song for Summer. All dressed in their special colors. And on the ground the little wild frogs sing their welcome song as well. And the silver water in the stream by the gate ripple - whispering the long awaited message - Summer is here ...
Have a wonderful Summer (and if you are in the North - Winter) dear Reader.