Summer loving: Dana Littlepage Smith’s Thought for the Week

‘Today August sharpens my grief. Yesterday it sharpened my gratitude.’

by Dana Littlepage Smith 29th August 2025

In August I walk the back alleys, noting the twilit sloe berries, drought laden, hard. Wondering, will they plump for fall? The blackberries are either frowsily overblown, busy with flies, or bullet hard. Not-quite-autumn hangs in the air.