This August day, reader, is a rose window glowing with heat.
I make you a gift of it, it is yours.
One o’clock. I am going back to the village for lunch. Strong with the silence of the pines and the chestnut trees.
I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer.
Notes: Quote: Nemophilies. Photo: Franiuk (via Your Eyes Blaze Out). Inspired by: High today – 91° F. Lisbon: 111.2° F