"Deep into distant woodlands winds a mazy way, reaching to 

overlapping spurs of mountains bathed in their hill-side blue. 

But though the picture lies thus tranced, and though this pine-tree 

shakes down its sighs like leaves upon this shepherd's head, yet 

all were vain, unless the shepherd's eye were fixed upon the magic 

stream before him. Go visit the Prairies in June, when for scores 

on scores of miles you wade knee-deep among Tiger- lilies - 

what is the one charm wanting? - Water - there is not a drop 

of water there! "

                              both quotes from Moby-Dick

                                            By Herman Melville

This was the first Tiger-lily of our summer and I did take the

photo in June. It is berry season now the dry weather making for

bumper crops so far.

"He lives on the sea, as prairie cocks in the prairie; 

he hides among the waves, he climbs them as chamois 

hunters climb the Alps. For years he knows not the land; 

so that when he comes to it at last, it smells like another 

world, more strangely than the moon would to an Earthsman. 

With the landless gull, that at sunset folds her wings and is 

rocked to sleep between billows; so at nightfall, the Nantucketer, 

out of sight of land, furls his sails, and lays him to his rest, while 

under his very pillow rush herds of walruses and whales."