Summer is my least favorite season. Just as I’m not a “beach person,” like everyone else around me seems to be, I’m also not a “summer person.” I know that makes me weird, and I’m okay with that. But I’ve been really irritated with myself lately for dreading summer’s arrival, when there’s actually only one thing I really dislike about it: the heat. (Which, yes, can be completely unreasonable at times….but I’m putting that thought away for right now.)
The thing is, there are lots of things I truly like about summer, and I am determined to focus on those this year; to focus on the present and the now and to “fill my summer with summer things.” (Many thanks to the “My Men and Me” blog for this final bit of inspiration: http://mymenandme.wordpress.com/2011/11/04/not-enough-picnics/ )
Quiet, no-rush mornings where we don’t have to scramble to get out the door on time.
Mornings spent in our glider swing: two kids, one mom, books.
Grilling for dinner. (Double points for this, since that means my husband is doing the cooking.)
Sitting in the shade chatting with friends at playgroup while the kids run wild…and coming home from playgroup, with sweaty, rosy-cheeked kids, walking into the sweet relief of air-conditioning.
Leaving the library with piles of books. Often.
Waking up in the sunlight instead of the dark.
Kids running through the sprinkler.
The birds enjoying the bounty of our mulberry tree.
Visits to Sylas & Maddy’s ice cream parlor.
Not having to set my daughter’s alarm clock.
Staying home on scorching afternoons with the lights off and the blinds opened just enough to let in some light. (The kids asked to keep the lights off recently: “It just feels cooler.”)
Art projects with the kids.
Watching parent birds feeding baby birds, seemingly in every tree in our backyard.
I have until the start of school on August 15th to enjoy these things as much as possible. I plan on it.