Kate said Summer.
Summer. The stuff childhood is made for. I began loving summer when we moved from hot, humid south Florida to our 14 acre mini farm in the mountains of NC in 1988. We moved on Labor Day weekend, which technically is the final weekend of summer but that year we had an Indian Summer that lasted well into October. And, I was glad!
As the years went by
Summer became a rite of passage for our grandchildren. Hannah, born in January of 1997, began coming for the summer months in 2004. Simon, born May 2003, began coming about the same time.
June and July became months of swinging screen doors, star-gazing, fireflies, bonfires, and sitting in a mountain creek to cool off. It was glorious.
As Simon got older he began staying for a couple of weeks at a time without his mom. The fun increased and sometimes the attitudes!
The Glory Years!
Our memory banks are full. We have so many good memories it would be hard to list them all – but Hannah and Simon know what they are and, I believe, they both treasure them the way we do. Lives are formed in the summertime. Life lessons of mega degrees! Biblical principles that are timeless. Every day was a lesson in Life 101 – I am confident they “stuck.”
Needs a home in the country, with a grandma and grandpa, a creek, barnyard animals, cats and dogs and a front porch! Unfortunately, not every child has the good fortune. I’m glad our grandchildren did. I wouldn’t trade one moment of those summer days for all the riches in the world. The are priceless and unforgettable.
Summertime and strawberry moons and strawberry shakes and creaky screen doors and firefly chasing and bicycle riding and learning to drive stick on Grandpa’s old ’69 Chevy pickup. Canoes, river floats, fishing, fort building, creek sitting, bear sightings, coyotes howling, and blackberry picking.
Summertime and the living is easy and so much fun!
Every time you cross my mind, I break out in exclamations of thanks to God. Philippians 1.3
Not one of these precious ones experienced the joy and fun of summertime.