Where have I been? What have I been doing? Where has summer gone?
Does that answer those questions for anyone else? Does August always hold a feeling of a bit of panic, even when you are no longer a kid? Even when your kids are older and not heading off on the big yellow school bus for their first time? What about now, when my oldest is going to be the student-teacher instead of the student? Or when my youngest is starting his 2nd year of college, which (hopefully) isn’t as traumatic as sending him out of the house for his first year of college.
It makes me a little frazzled!
It is August!
We also have two daughters that do not live with us; one has finished up her first semester of grad school and we are hoping she has time to visit before the next semester starts. The other daughter and granddaughter we haven’t seen nearly enough. Her summer classes and work and wisdom-teeth removal … and now, it’s August!
Wait a minute! What about all those plans I had for summer? All those wonderful activities I wanted to do in the glory of early mornings and late evenings? What about a little weekend getaway?
And now, it is August!
Well, the frost isn’t on the pumpkin, but we know it will be ~ sooner than later.
It’s August! Enjoy the sweet corn (and life). Share the joy with others.
My house is neglected. Dusty. It’s August! If you care, shut your eyes or dust it yourself! Hahahahahaha
boys men that live here. I am delusional. But if they write in the dust, it’s going to be WAR!
I have sights to ENJOY.
More rewarding work to DO.
Might as well enjoy it.
Warts and all.