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Every Summer Has A Story

The party’s over…

5681856The party’s over….”When summer gathers up her robes of glory, and like a dream, glides away”.  A lot of people reflect upon the months that have passed at the end of the year. For me, I find I become more introspective as the summer light becomes softer and the days get shorter.  I don’t want to rush the seasons, but my thoughts are already turning to finally being able to sit outside on crisp, cool mornings enjoying my cup of tea.  No mosquitoes! No more heat that makes me feel like a limp dishrag.

I think back to the lazy, hazy days of my summer and I reflect.  Did I enjoy it? Or did I join the chorus of complaints about it being “too hot.” every blessed day?  Speaking of Blessed, did I stop to give thanks for feeling the warmth on my skin, or for a new rose that bloomed, or for sighting hummingbirds at the feeder, and fireflies during the quiet, still evening as dusk gathered? These are all moments that make up the hours in my day, weeks, and months that pass, and I truly want younjoy each and every one.


How about you? Did you take the time to pause and take care of yourself?  Or were you too busy planning another cookout, packing a suitcase for vacation, worrying about the kids, taking care of the house for summer visitors?  Did you make time to relax with a book you’ve been waiting to read? Maybe you curled up in a favorite chair during a summer thunderstorm, or you went to the beach, spreading the blanket out on the sand, not a care in the world…just your book, sun, surf and the pleasure of your own company. I hope you did.  I hope you got to see the grankids, meet a friend for lunch, wear a straw hat, go barefoot, sip on something delicious in your chilled glass!friends-very-good-restaurant-clink-glasses-28876288

As for me, I’ll try not to look back at all the things I missed or didn’t do.  What’s the point in that now?  Instead, I’ll fill my lungs with the sweet, fresh, cool air and look forward to fall.  Until next time, friends…I always like to leave you with a quote:

“She promised herself better…& never looked back.”autumn-leaves-hot-coffee-steaming-cup-warm-scarf-table-61159218