The Feel of Summer (夏日的感覺)

Summer is come.

The days of sticky backs, beads upon the forehead and tiny streamlets upon the cheeks are back.

But it also means sudden squalls, claps of thunder and lightning.

No wonder some are left dessicated by the heat after the ravages by such storms.

Whenever the rains come, the snails emerge from their hideout

That means once the rain stops, it's time for my camera to click.

Otherwise, my skills will sag, like this rope

The feel of summer upon this wall

oozes as slowly and as subtly from this humble flower on the edges of the leaf below

upon this construction site wall

the rest of this tiny insect upon a leaf

or these leaves in its siesta.

But summer is not just a time for growth.

If the old won't go, there'd be no space for the new.

which busily put in an appearance behind an iron mesh

or seek their place in the sun.

But withered leaves are not the only ones which have to go.

 
Wild flowers know too well they have no time to lose.

So they appear in numbers. 

But others are not in such a hurry.
 

They know when during the day to bloom.

 

Some know that they can take their time

Some adore the sun.

These too.



Some don't care so much for the weather.

 

They know only to shine



seek their moment of glory

with complete abandon. Of course, they came from South America!