sun on our side

Summer leaves more room for simple delights, sprinklers and watermelon and neighborhood parades.  The clouds part and the clock stops and the front porch calls our name.
Days pass gently, the season allowing us to show our children another piece of ourselves, allowing them to find out more about themselves too: who we are when there are no schedules, what we're like when we can freely choose how to spend our time.  Family happiness feels less like a fragile thing when we can spread out and move slow, collect ants and sip coffee and lick popsicles and not go far at all.

1 comment:

Poppy John said...

Jenni Baby,

Please remember to check 'em for ticks.