#2 summer solstice 2012

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Before Memorial Day I felt the garden was on the cusp of change. I wasn't ready to give up on my gorgeous greens. As we walked out the door I was madly weeding seedlings to keep the paths clear. Now that we are back the lettuce is bitter and has bolted, but the peas glorious.

_MG_0807.jpgSpeech to the Young, Speech to the Progress-Toward

Say to them,
say to the down-keepers,
the sun-slappers,
the self-soilers,
the harmony-hushers,
"Even if you are not ready for day
it cannot always be night."
You will be right.
For that is the hard home-run.
Live not for battles won.
Live not for the-end-of-the-song.
Live in the along.

- Gwendolyn Brooks

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