It was the lyrical sound of the wren that awoke him. From her spot in the deep end of the birdbath, lost in her sunrise ablutions, she could not resist a song. Her notes flooded the air like the scent of a rose - a high summer carol that seeped right through the window glass and into the big white dog’s dream of snow. It took him a moment to know where he was. Grudgingly, he opened his eyes to see the sun had once again risen before him. Already it beamed wide awake into the quiet room, scintillas of colour agleam in its rays. Already it warmed his nose. So insistent and determined, this sun of July, to lay heavy on the air and trap him inside the cool house.
Oh how he longer to re-enter his dream..... Snow, beautiful snow, drifting down on his white fur - so much falling that it was difficult to tell where he ended and a snowdrift began.
He shook his fur and snowmen appeared all around him with top hatted heads and orange carrot noses.
They followed along as he trotted unleashed through the neighborhood streets, a button-eyed battalion of cold.
He could see his breath on the air as he ran.
The trees of December shone from each house, painting the snow covered gardens with flowers of light.
And there wasn’t a cat or a squirrel to be seen.
Then drifting in from far off in the distance, he thought he heard music. Carolers? Angels? He couldn’t tell which. Stopping for a second, he cocked his head to listen, the sound growing louder with each frosted breath. Slowly, reluctantly, he began to follow the song of the wren, icy snow melting beneath his paws as he went, till, with a sigh of regret, he found himself, not racing through the bracing air of a December afternoon with a merry band of snowmen following along, but half-asleep in the sultry light of a hot July dawn.
He sighed again.
Hearing the lady stir, the big dog rose and went to her side of the bed. Leaning over, she patted his head reassuringly. “Don’t worry, Edward”, she said. “Summer is brief, you know. Just a season, then it’s gone. Even now, though you can’t tell it, the days are getting shorter and the nights just a little bit longer. It’s only about eight weeks till we’ll feel that sweet change in the wind. Besides, there’s eggs and cheese for breakfast, and honeydew for lunch, and naps all day in your favourite chair. Things could always be worse.”
The big white dog smiled.
Gosh, she could always make him feel better.
Eight weeks is not so very long after all.
Maybe his afternoon nap will once again bring snow.
And honeydew melon for lunch!
He was more than ready to meet the day.
This was wonderful. We should all be so lucky as Edward.ReplyDelete
indeed...what a delicious story. Edward is the most fortunate canine on this good earth!
Is it possible to love Edward any more than I do and I haven't even shook his paw yet!? I'm longing for the snow flakes one day too Edward but in the mean time, I'd love to have lunch with you & Pamela.ReplyDelete
8 wks...8 wks.
: ) Deb
What a beautiful tale. Edward, I too am longing for winter, summer is just not for me.ReplyDelete
Beautiful dreams.....but then Edward is a dream of a dog when he is awake!ReplyDelete
I look forward to more of your inventive stories, Pamela.ReplyDelete
Ahhhhhhh, cooler weather but I don't enjoy the shorter daylight hours. I'm so glad I'm not "in charge"; I'd have things topsy turvy and all mixed up!ReplyDelete
After today I look forward to cooler weather! It is going to be over 100 in the Upstate of South Carolina!!
Thanks for a wonderful story.
I may just find myself reading this post over and over today Pamela...........to keep my cool. I see the temp. will hit 100 and the heat index is expected to be 110 degrees, phew! Just getting warmer by the day and cool weather can't come too soon for me. I'm kinda happy to see I'm not the only weird person to whom Summer, once we're out of the 70's, is misery - I used to feel the odd one out.ReplyDelete
I think I'll stop and pick up a honeydew this morning - and think of you and Edward at lunchtime! My Carolina wrens are singing this morning too, and the first goldfinches arrived yesterday - pecking at the sunflower seed heads and the gold coneflowers - such a pretty sight.
Hugs - Mary
That dog is spoiled rotten, Pamela!ReplyDelete
Time for Edwards summer trim ? 28 degrees last night ( 40 during the day ) so Wilf had it done just in time . Think the only place I ever suffered from heat exhaustion was Atlanta in July !ReplyDelete
This is the cutest story ever. My two Bichons just got their 'summer cuts' so hopefully they are a little more comfortable in the heat these days. I agree with Edward 100%, and I see we're not alone.ReplyDelete
That is lovely. What a good writer you are! Fall is definitely my favorite season. I love the crisp invigorating air, and we even get a bit of it in Los Angeles. Only 8 weeks to go...amazing.ReplyDelete
What a lovely image you have created with words :-)ReplyDelete
Great story, I wish I had an iceberg. Heat in Maine yesterday 91degrees.ReplyDelete
Pam you are gifted with a talent.
you write beautifully.
Hug Edward for me. yvonne
Edward,what would you do for a Klondike bar??ReplyDelete
Thank you so much Pamela for your thoughtful get well wishes. I always appreciate you kind words. I have just learned I will need surgery to fix my painful shoulder... I'm kinda scared but I will be brave. Your magical blog and stories take my thoughts and worries away to such wonderful places and make me feel better.ReplyDelete
Your captivating style of writing draws me in - hook, line and sinker. Enchanting! I too, being a northern girl, am never going to be aclimatized to this tropical area I now reside in. I dream of snowflakes on my eyelashes:)ReplyDelete
darling Edward....beautiful Pamela ...my favorite duet adding grace notes and glissandos to my world as i read.ReplyDelete
just exquisite... dog and girl and and lunch and story!ReplyDelete
it was only 101 last night at 9:30 here in my land-locked state. i always endure summer and await autumn and winter... the opposite of many i guess.
nice to know i have company, edward!
cheers and hugs,
In my next life, I'm coming back as Edward. We are excited to be included in HGTV's Freebie Friday giveaway tomorrow. We are giving away a cool Asian lacquer coffee or low side table in one of 5 color options, so come on by for a chance to win!! Its worth upwards of $500.00 so its our biggest yet.ReplyDelete
I think you and Edward need to come visit me in London Pamela...cool breezes, overcast, just enough sun to warm you up..at least today, anyways :) I would welcome you both with one arms!ReplyDelete
Love Edward's dreams and the nice lady who looks after him. :)
Open arms!!! Silly iPad :)ReplyDelete