Beautiful Days of Summer
Hi friends,
I pray you are healthy and enjoying the warmer weather. I’m a beach girl at heart and a summer girl through and through. In fact I’ve made an ‘office’ for myself out on the back deck where I spend the day (and evenings as deadline approaches) writing.
Besides the warmth and sunny days, there’s just something special about summer. Maybe it comes from being a kid. Having the summer off from school. We always went Labor Day to Memorial Day. And I remember how antsy we got the last few days. But once summer began, we were free.
I’m aging myself here, but when we were kids—way back in the day—life was different. The neighborhood I grew up in only had one entrance and exit. Everyone knew everyone, and we (all the elementary kids) played together. We would eat breakfast, head outside, and not be seen until someone’s mom called us all over for lunch, then we were back at it until dinner time. Often, we headed back out after dinner to play flashlight tag in the woods.
Every day we rode bikes, played on the basketball and tennis courts, went for long walks in the woods surrounding our neighborhood. We walked to the National Geographic society which sat on one edge of our neighborhood. We thought it was so cool to bring change and to get something out of the vending machine in the cafeteria.
Or we’d head the other way to the theatre our neighborhood, Wolf Trap Woods, was named after. Wolf Trap National Park for the Performing Arts. We’d climb up on the stage of the open-air theatre and put on plays of our own. On the trek back to the heart of the neighborhood, we’d skip through the winding creek leading us home.
Such special memories. When we grew up, we got to experience summer fun with our kids and now with our grandkids. We still take walks at night and as my youngest grandson said as he stared up at the sky. “God made everything so beautiful.”
Each season has its own beauty, but to me, nothing compares to summer.
Reader Question: What’s your favorite part of summer?
Blessings,
Dani
