Deep summer

I got to the nature reserve just after sunrise this morning and spent a lovely two hours ambling about.  By the time I left I'd only seen two runners and no other walkers/photographers/people on their phones.  Even the park was empty.  Made me wonder if everyone was at the pub last night getting wasted and needed to sleep it off.

And as you can see, I saw one of the deer.  The mother with her two fawns is currently at the far end if the reserve, and therefore inaccessible, but this young male was breakfasting on seeding grasses that had grown well over his head.  I think it's the same individual I blipped back in June.  If you look carefully you can see the bumps on his forehead where his antlers will grow this autumn, so I guess this time next year he could be a daddy.

And I thought you might like this poem.  Enjoy your Saturday night  xx

Idyll
 
In the grey summer garden I shall find you  
With day-break and the morning hills behind you.  
There will be rain-wet roses; stir of wings;  
And down the wood a thrush that wakes and sings.  
Not from the past you'll come, but from that deep
Where beauty murmurs to the soul asleep:  
And I shall know the sense of life re-born  
From dreams into the mystery of morn  
Where gloom and brightness meet. And standing there  
Till that calm song is done, at last we'll share
The league-spread, quiring symphonies that are  
Joy in the world, and peace, and dawn’s one star.
 
Siegfried Sassoon