Summer
slipped in day before yesterday and Father's Day came with it. We
gathered alfresco to celebrate fathers, our dads. Not all our dads
were there. One sister-in-law's father completed his life journey one
summer a few years ago. My friend's dad, living on the other side of
the country, visited her a few weeks ago. Little one's dad is
deployed to the Middle East and my dad was home in Arizona. And yet
we celebrated! We celebrated dad's and family and friendship. And we
found joy in the curiosity and delight of a toddler.
How
the child tests limits. Throw Elmo in the dirt and see what happens.
Hand out, inviting an adult to swing her in the hammock. What is the
response? Run, crunching gravel under shoes; do it again to hear if
it sounds the same. Over and over she does these things to learn what
will result from the doing and how the people around her will
respond. She tests to determine the limits and she steps out in joy
to discover. It makes me want to be the child again; to delight in
the simple things and discover anew.
“To
lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening
to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the
sky, is by no means a waste of time.” - John Lubbock
I
heartily agree with John Lubbock. I once made a list of the things
making summer days celebratory, and I asked myself how I could bring
a few of these into this summer. How can I take hold of the moments
and make meaning instead of letting the summer slip through my hands
without so much as a nod? Here are some of the bright spots of my
childhood summers:
fireflies
Dairy
Queen
picking
wild flowers
climbing
trees
splashing
about in water
reading
under a tree (or in one)
the
county fair
brown
cows (my grandma's name for a Pepsi float)
candle
light dinner when the power went out after a storm
evenings
on the porch swing
snapping
beans and pitting cherries
home
made ice cream
strawberry
shortcake and berry pies
family
reunions
picnics
riding
bikes
Fireflies
do not make an appearance in southern California but I can add
twinkly lights on the porch or in the living room around the sliding
glass doors. Of course root beer floats and berry pies are easy
enough to replicate. It is much harder to quiet the dutiful grown-up
voice and slather a few simple pleasures across an hour. Reading a
good mystery or two is on my list for the summer. I even enjoy
rereading a childhood favorite. Won't you share with me the wonderful
ways to bring child-like delight to the summer months for you and
your family? Recipes, book suggestions, and lazy day ideas are most
welcome. What were some of your favorite summer pastimes?
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