Rare Days
What is so rare as a day in June?
These June days are so rare and fleeting, but I am also keenly aware that life with three young children is, too! Each summer sees them a little bigger, and one of these times they are no longer all going to fit in one small wading pool!
With this in mind, we took advantage of today's quintessential summer day and filled our cup to overflowing! And while the modes of enjoying it were rather typical, and even mundane, enjoy it we did!
There was laundry to hang out, our small postage-stamp of a garden to weed, a few quick errands to garner fresh produce and raspberries, some wading-pool-time for the children and, to top it all off, a family bike ride, complete with a lovely sunset, the smell of new-mown hay and the company of lightning bugs (which happen to be a personal favorite!)
Oh, yes...and at the very end of it all there was black raspberries over chocolate cake (using this recipe.)
Is it any wonder that summer time is my favorite season of all?
(Special thanks to James Russell Lowell for penning this poem, from which we get the infamous question, What is so rare as a day in June?)
Summertime is officially here and I feel that I could drink and drink of it's loveliness and never tire of it! Bring on the bare feet and blooming flowers, the fresh produce and line-dried laundry, the blue skies over green grass. This is what we dreamed of back in February, after all, and I see no reason not to welcome it with open arms.
These June days are so rare and fleeting, but I am also keenly aware that life with three young children is, too! Each summer sees them a little bigger, and one of these times they are no longer all going to fit in one small wading pool!
With this in mind, we took advantage of today's quintessential summer day and filled our cup to overflowing! And while the modes of enjoying it were rather typical, and even mundane, enjoy it we did!
There was laundry to hang out, our small postage-stamp of a garden to weed, a few quick errands to garner fresh produce and raspberries, some wading-pool-time for the children and, to top it all off, a family bike ride, complete with a lovely sunset, the smell of new-mown hay and the company of lightning bugs (which happen to be a personal favorite!)
Oh, yes...and at the very end of it all there was black raspberries over chocolate cake (using this recipe.)
Is it any wonder that summer time is my favorite season of all?
(Special thanks to James Russell Lowell for penning this poem, from which we get the infamous question, What is so rare as a day in June?)
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