scenes from the front porch.
july seems to be slipping away twice as fast as the month of june did--if that's even possible.
each morning at work, as i start a daily entry into my notebook, i find myself stunned at the date.
i have to check twice just to be sure.
i wish i could bottle up summer, the laziness and calmness of our evenings, the careful and deliberate planning of NO sports, NO activities, NO big camps.
we are free this summer.
it was hard to turn it all down, and for a moment or two i thought i had lost my mind and that the children would be bored and restless.
but deep down i knew we needed to reboot, recharge, and the best way to do that is to do nothing.
in doing nothing, there is plenty of time for all the other simple somethings that we may choose:
has this summer been perfect? no way.
lots of togetherness time also calls for the need of lots of alone time.
but it has been so much better than our stressed out spring calendar...bickering and all.