My land is a smorgasbord of beauty and fragrance. Red and yellow clovers bloom underfoot, and rose perfume glides down the cascades of blossoms and explodes softly at my feet.
I love to stick my nose into rosebushs or near clover blossoms. I never pick wildflowers, even when they are abundant. I like them best where they are placed by nature's hand, and where they can live out their full lives. >P> This morning, the air is full of singing chats, verios, warblers, buntings and peewees. A scarlet tanager nests nearby. It sings so sweetly. Meadowlarks call from every corner of the field. I hear the whir of hummingbirds' wings. These little thimblefuls of life must hear the purple petunias calling, "Nectar's ready!"
This has been a luxuriant year, so far. The apple trees in my orchard are laden with marble-sized fruit. The beginnings of clusters of wild grapes are strung through all the trees along my lane. Birds are abundant, too.
As usual, it will be a contest to see who will get to the blackberries and raspberries first. I am happy if I am left enough for a few batches of jam. But if not, I can live without berries, but not without birdsongs.

Grind coarsely: 1 green and 1 red bell pepper, 1 large onion and 1 large, seeded and peeled cucumber. In a saucepan, heat to simmering: 1 cup sugar, 1 t. salt and 1/2 cup vinegar. Cool to room temperature. Pour over vegetables and refrigerate overnight.
Calico Salad Dressing Mix together and store in the refrigerator: 1/4 cup catsup, 1/4 cup drained Calico Relish, 1 cup Miracle Whip and 1 chopped, hard-cooked egg.
I walk into the wildness of every day as a member of the human race, and I find I am in good company. There is a bond that has threaded its way from the first human who saw the beauty of our planet, down to today. It is the longest and strongest bond on earth. It requires neither formal education nor words. Each person must link to it for himself.

I come away from the patch every day with stained clothes, stained hands and a tell-tale stained tongue. If it is true that I am what I eat, don't be surprised to see a five-foot strawberry strolling down my country road.
The Lover
June is a sweet perfume.
June is serene.
June is a melody
Played on lush green.
June is a lullaby
Sung as spring closes.
June is a sweet perfume --
Lover of roses.
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