We’ve been home for the week, and it’s been glorious. The partial drought of late spring has been replaced by more seasonal rain pattern and unseasonable coolness.
We returned home late Wednesday evening wrapping up details at the lake house and driving home while it rained much of the way home, traffic was light, and we made good time on the road.
Day 30 and Thursday was time to catch up on our home. The yard had grown wild and mowed the grass twice once at the highest setting allowed and then lowering the mower one setting and gathered the clippings – two full of grass clippings. I mowed it again yesterday, Day 35, catching the grass and have one bin full of grass clippings for my effort.
It’s that time in summer when nature thrives in the warm sunlight and abundant rainfall. We are blessed.
“And summer isn’t a time. It’s a place as well. Summer is a moving creature and likes to go south for the winter.” ― Terry Pratchett, Feet of Clay
I’ve enjoyed beginning each day on the deck at my summer office, weather permitting, watching the birds at the feeders, listening birds chirping, singing, and the gentle rustle of the wind blowing through the trees. The dogs enjoy their time outside as well guarding the yard from squirrels or other daytime critters. The birds and the dogs have learned to coexist, but Fern likes to stalk the birds, Ivy watches from the deck. I’ve refilled the feeders three times since returning home.
I’ve been busy catching up on my summer goals – summer is my reset. It’s the time to reflect on the year that is finished at school and look forward to the year ahead. It’s also time for the projects and tasks that I told my wife I couldn’t do because I was busy with school. It’s also time to work on BIG ROCKS.
It’s Day 36 and the are 32 days remaining in my summer break. I reached summer break’s halfway point on Monday and Tuesday – with 68 days of summer break there isn’t a day that’s a mid-point just as there is no year zero in our history – there is either 1 BCE or 1 CE.
Day 36 looks to be an amazing day the sun is shining; the birds are singing and today is gonna be a great day. I can’t plan on tomorrow being a million and six times better, so, I’d better jump up, jump in, and seize the day. Making the days Count one day at a time, one day after another.
How are you making your days count?