These are the days. These long, lustrous, and luscious days. I think nearly this whole month of May shone with glittery sunshine. Fitting then that this long weekend, marking the end of May and the beginning of summer, was spent luxuriating in the perfection of the landscape and weather.
Even the dog had a roll in the ferns and wore them for the rest of the day like a fairy crown.
When it rains, the skies present a gift, as if in apology for the momentary loss of sunshine.
I've been so bedazzled by this time of year that I can hardly bear to come inside to post.