Typically, the first Wednesday of the month is when we write a welcome post, sharing what we’re excited for,reminiscing about previous years, and looking at what’s changing in the natural world. Basically a little bit of looking ahead, looking back, and looking out.
Yesterday I couldn’t come up with the words for a post. We’ve said it before, and we could say it a million times more. We love all seasons, but there’s no doubt that summer is our favorite. And the start of summer is filled with so much anticipation.
- The gardens will eventually burst, and we’ll be ready. Hopefully most of those meals will be eaten outside, and a good fraction cooked over the grill or open fire.
- There will be the sunny and salty days at the beach. Hopefully we’ll skip the sunburns, but we won’t skimp on the popsicles.
- There are going to be so many hikes and jaunts into the woods, followed by plenty of mosquito bites.
- I won’t be able to take enough deep breaths when we drive past freshly cut grass.
- I’m ready for a good book on the screen porch. And a cold beer.
- An afternoon on a boat is good. If it’s a sailboat on the verge of tipping, that’s even more thrilling.
- I would love a drive-in movie; it’s been too many years since the last one.
- What about the sight and smell of steamy roads after a thunderstorm? And the rainbows, we didn’t have enough rainbows last year.
- And the fireflies. I’m hoping they indulge us and let the boys catch a jar-full like last year.
There aren’t enough summers. What will we do.
