Summer Reverie…

Reverie has been downgraded in modern parlance to day dreaming.  As one of those students who was constantly brought back to task by the teacher for mentally wandering off  out the window and beyond the trees outside the classroom, I can attest first hand to the impact of the oft repeated command, “stop day dreaming.”

Well, there’s a time and place for everything, and each year as the evenings warm up, as the tomatoes begin to fill out and when the blueberries have ripened, it’s a great opportunity for all us now grown up distracted kids (is that add?) to claim our birth right and let our minds unfurl across the meadows, sending the grasshoppers scurrying…

Or perhaps it will be the cadence of the crickets at night pulsating through the valley, their song woven into the greatest game of telephone on earth as their two step melody gets shared from one end of the continent to the other…

One thing’s for sure, the punctuation of reverie is dot, dot, dot…

Campfire anyone?