SUMMER series

The end of Covid was such an uplift to the spirits that it felt like spring had sprung and that the glories of summer were upon us. The pandemic, with all its issues, was such a moment in my life that all the subsequent time felt as if the sun shone relentlessly and the fields and gardens turned to gold. Ovid, the Roman classical poet wrote:

“In summer's heat, and mid-time of the day,
To rest my limbs upon a bed I lay;
One window shut, the other open stood,
Which gave such light as twinkles in a wood,
Like twilight glimpse at setting of the sun,
Or night being past, and yet not day begun.”