Summer Again Mulberries are turning blue everywhere - their nourishing juice sustains me through my long walks. Mayapples are ripening too in the woods - so cautiously flowering beneath a twin leaf, still so few bear fruits; I decide to leave them be. And those baby rabbits are out, bouncing in the open air - look: what curious eyes they have! And what eye will not adore them! My fish are also back to their vacation home - they are going about their lives as usual under the mulberry tree; happily we share a few mulberries. Even the heron likes the mulberry tree now - he was waiting between its leaves and branches this morning! It seems everything has returned to where it belongs. Thus, after a long winter and a much rushed spring, summer begins again on the Huron River...
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P.S. A good thunderstorm rolls in, lifting thick fogs above tree lines in the Arboretum. And I just had my favorite summer dinner: I rinsed boiled Chinese noodles in cold water, and ate them with tomato egg soup and garlic cucumbers. P.P.S. The fragrance of milkweeds fills the evening air after the storm. But I like the bitter and sour taste and tough seeds of raspberries - their shrubs have multiplied on the east side along the river. And that extraordinary blackberry bush already shoots its small greenish secrets onto its thorny stems; soon they will be suntanned to dark purple. With the nourishment from nature, my body slowly regains its strength, and my mind begins to see things again...