The gardens are growing and flowers blooming. The hummingbirds, orioles and blue jays grace the backyard. The wondrous smell of newly mown grass and freshly cut alfalfa fill the air. The brutal side of the season has visited us recently with the loss of trees and electricity. We still welcome summer and all that comes with it.
We were able to pick strawberries last week and gathered 20 pounds between the two of us. I froze several bags and made a strawberry pie. Yummy.
I have become a watcher of the weather in order to decide when to wash my clothes and have hung them out for several weeks now. I have not used my clothes dryer at all. Yesterday was the first time the rain surprised me, and my clothes were washed all over again. I found the perfect basket for holding clothespins, and I have become quite proficient at hanging my clothing. It makes me think of the ladies in the 1940s and 1950s who had a bit of a contest to see who could get their wash on the line first.
When it gets hot and humid, I like to go down to the river and take a dip. Last week was the first time I went this year. Normally I go with Brian, but he has been working long hours and our time together is rare. So I convinced myself it was alright to go there by myself as long as I stay right by the shore. My self talk also consisted of reminding myself how difficult the long winter was and how much I deserved that trip to the river. The water level is so high that jumping in by the shore is plenty deep. So I have ventured there about three times now, and it is the most amazing feeling. The water is just perfect for cooling your core and helping you get through the heat but not so cold that you can't handle it. I feel like a new person when I get out.
So I am embracing summer and loving it very much. I am trying to live in the moment and not think about how quickly it will be gone.
Thought for the day: If a June night could talk, it would probably boast it invented romance. Bern Williams
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