It's only something I could wish for, an endless summer.
Even as mid-July approaches I find myself secretly weeping about the return of school, when I will be sending two of the three off to the big brick building. For now, we have been enjoying every day and night of these warm and wonderful days.
THe best thing about summer has to be the time. There's no rushing, there's no strict schedule. I can see how some people flounder in this kind of scenario, but it works well for us. Especially as we live our season through the outdoors.
Yesterday was beautiful. We went outside.
Today they are calling for rain. We won't.
The blackberries should be ripe anyday now, and when that day comes we'll be ready. Sorry birdies, you're out of luck this year. We've got a Scout on patrol daily.
And if it's a nice cool night, we might just break out the tent for a little backyard camping and enjoy our berries by campfire light.
No need to get up early.
Bright lights, bright mornings…? - I’m not going to lie. I get really crabby in the winter. My family quietly urges me to seek sunlight, drink joyous teas, meditate, sing, eat, dance, and...