Lately I’ve been savoring my evening walks at work with various seniors who need to get out but have no one to walk with them. It’s hard to slow down to their pace (or to the pace of my 2 year old at home!). But after I’ve slowed, I start to notice the robins hopping around under the trees, and the new roses planted this spring, and all the flowers that are still in bloom, in spite of the cooler night temperatures. I notice the blueness of the sky, and how some leaves are already starting to turn. The warmth of the sun as it lowers in the sky, yet the chill of the night creeping in already.
Sometimes I feel like summer’s rushed past without me being able to get my fill of it. Then I realize that maybe I just didn’t slow down enough to enjoy it fully. (well, it DID rush past — the last 7 months of snow make the 4 of warmth seem way too short!)
So I’m trying to spend a little more time outdoors while we still have September’s warm days. Spending less time cleaning the inside of the house, and more time cleaning up the yard in the evenings with Jerry (old farmsites have LOADS of junk hidden everywhere!), watering and pampering and loving my tomatoes in hopes of making 5 plants produce like Dad’s 170 plants! Chopping wood. Going for rides in The Beast to humor my husband. (Ah, yes, The Beast. I’ll have to post pictures of it for you all sometime!) Going for slow walks at work. Bike rides at home with Elianna and the dogs. Lying on the trampoline while Elianna jumps. Trying to store up every last minute of summer before the winter comes!