Suddenly the sun is high overhead. The temperature has withered the grass in spite of the morning dew and the parroting tulips are dying. A season betrays the next stage of life and blueberries and blackberries ripen with an apple trees' readiness to drop their fruit to the earth. Buntings, cardinals, mockingbirds, and wrens will enjoy the harvest. The wild flowers, however, continue their daily offerings - they open and close with the sun's rising and setting - they are not so wild after all as insects and bees linger over the season's fullest expression of blooms. Summer is about wanderlust and rest - a time to refresh and collect into storage to prepare for the sun's lessening strength.
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