Tag Archives: Summer

The 09/13/13 Joy Jar

14 Sep

The summer of 2013 in Seattle has just been grand. So, even though everyone knows that seasons change, the weather report of cooler and rainier weather next week means that Autumn is just around the corner. Today’s deposit into the ‘Joy Jar’ is the approach of Autumn.

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.”
Albert Camus

“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.”
Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

“I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.”
Henry David Thoreau

“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.”
George Eliot

“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.”
Lauren DeStefano, Wither

“No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.”
John Donne

“Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.”
Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s

“Don’t you love New York in the fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address.”
Nora Ephron

“At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea, bitter where it borders on taste, and more honeysweet where you feel it touching the first sounds. Containing depth within itself, darkness, something of the grave almost.”
Rainer Maria Rilke

“Autumn…the year’s last, loveliest smile.”
William Cullen Bryant

“I loved autumn, the one season of the year that God seemed to have put there just for the beauty of it.”
Lee Maynard

The 06/28/13 Joy Jar

28 Jun

Hot weather in Seattle is reletive in comparison to the rest of the country. We don’t have the 110+ weather of las Vegas or Phoenix, but 88 in Seattle makes folk start to complain. Today was the first hot day in Seattle and there promises to be, according to the weather minds, several more days to follow. Even hot and uncomfortable days have their place, they make one appreciate those days when it is not too cold, not too warm, not too rainy, and not too cloudy. Today’s deposit into the ‘Joy Jar’ are hot summer days which make one appreciate perfect temperature days.

A single sunbeam is enough to drive away many shadows.
St. Francis of Assisi

Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.
Sam Keen

Summer afternoon – summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.
Henry James

Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all’s right with the world.
Ada Louise Huxtable

What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance.
Jane Austen

Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.
Russell Baker

Every summer has a story.

Unknown

The 05/11/13 Joy Jar

10 May

 

Although the calendar still says Spring, moi took her winter coats to the cleaners, finally convinced that she probably won’t need them for the next couple of months. The past couple of days have been glorious and more than enough to whet one’s anticipation of Summer. Today’s deposit into the ‘Joy Jar’ is the anticipation of summer.

And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
F. Scott Fitzgerald,
The Great Gatsby

Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.”
Yoko Ono

Some of the best memories are made in flip flops.”
Kellie Elmore

One benefit of Summer was that each day we had more light to read by.”
Jeannette Walls,
The Glass Castle

Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come.
Thomas Carlyle

In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
Albert Camus