ej----sorry-Brain Breakdown , here!
I forgot you were doing quotes this week and posted one, thinking I was just helping out
It's like this all day long---one big ADD Party! :o)

REALLY enjoyed the poem; especially the line,

---'And common leaves that hum all day
Without a throat or tongue'.

That's the personna the garden takes on in late summer!
It hums, it parties at night,
it does exactly as it pleases
and it sticks its tongue out at me!

The bird like spirit flies when we sit and remember trying to fly as kids on a grassy hill with a big piece of cardboard. The voices KJ and that line refers to are there, you just have to listen.

Mon, got any left?
Guffaw!

You took me back, over to a time in Deerfield 16 years ago; millions of Cicadas were buzzing and buzzing so loudly, like a sci-fi movie.

All I could do was stretch my arms out from my sides and turn around and around and around---the buzzing made me dizzy, more than the turning and turning.

It was like nothing I'd ever heard and it was \
overwhelming and a little frightening.
You couldn't get the 'SurroundSound'
unless you spun slowly around and around and around.

(You know, I've 'felt' an energy in the garden before, ---it was coming up through the plants, the tree roots, the very dirt----had to be hot out)