“Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all’s right with the world.” ~Ada Louise Huxtable
And like the glowy buzz from late afternoon cocktails in the hazy heat of summer, this delusion the world is alright will also eventually wear off and reality will creep upon us again, but for now…
Life is too short to spend this holiday weekend doing anything other than spending time with my two youngest children, because the older two(who are now young adults) are busy doing what young men and women do in summer… making summer memories as only the young among us can. Ah, to be young again… hot summer nights, bare feet in grass, sea spray tousled hair and the smell of coconut laden Hawaiian Tropic dark tanning oil ; )
So go, now. Get off your computer. Dip your toes in the ocean, get sand in your shorts, dance, drink pink wine…and if you have a chance, blow bubbles out your car window while waiting at stoplights – take it from me, the last one will have everyone around you laughing and smiling ; )
Happy BC Day to all of my readers, old and new, my friends and fellow writers.
Together, we will make a difference. We already are.