Random (Summer)


I must confess that as I became an adult, I began to dread summer. Long gone were leisurely days of sunning, reading, swimming and sweet corn. Instead, summer began to mean yard mowing, hot temperatures, and a lot of work.


I’m not sure when things turned around for me. Perhaps it was sweet corn that first convinced me that summers had some redeeming qualities outside of sweet, sweeping grass clippings and buzzing mosquitos. Maybe it was when I planted a garden, and saw (literally) the fruits of my labors. Or it could be that sweet,¬†wonderful screened-in porch, shielding me from the sun and protecting me from the pesky mosquitos. Or, it could be the peach cobbler.


For whatever reason, I welcome summer. A while ago I gave up wearing skirts and shorts, for a very, very silly reason: I think my legs are chubby and unattractive. For a girl that hates to be hot, that doesn’t make much sense, does it?


I rediscovered my love for skirts this summer. . . the comfort, the coolness, the ease. And I’ve braved shorts several times. These simple, simple little changes have honestly made summer, well, obviously more comfortable and freed me from the heat just a tad. Simple and silly as it seems, the small things do change perspective.


Summer, you’ve become welcomed at our house, just remember to bring along sweet corn, peaches, a cool breeze or two and some friends to sit on the porch with us.



We just wrapped up a glorious three-day weekend. I know what we did, but I can’t remember when we did it. The days¬†flowed beautifully together as the weather was fantastic and we had the perfect blend of busy and down times.

The sweet, sweet breeze on the 4th of July reminded me of the year we moved into our house. We’d selected that house partially due to its screened-in porch, but honestly didn’t anticipate using it much initially as we were getting the keys the first week in July. Well, the summer surprised us. It was incredibly mild and comfortable, spoiling us with the ability to leave the doors from the porch open, along with windows around the house. Sweet summer smells, access to another whole (outside) room and cooling breezes. . . it was marvelous. The summers to follow weren’t quite as inviting, but we still loved the porch.

Over our holiday weekend, we were once again able to let summer in. It’s amazing to me how refreshing it is to “air out the house”.

Between reading time on the porch, playing with two adorable kids, running errands, checking-in on a traveling friend’s cat and generally soaking up the ability to linger, I did see some fireworks, get my first taste of this season’s sweet corn and do a little knitting. Somewhere in there, we spent time with family, made a peach/blueberry cobbler and organized bottle caps.


Hello, July. I have a few plans for you. Don’t disappoint me.

July goals include:

1. Make a crocheted granny square. I’ve made one before, but honestly, I’ve forgotten. I need to take another stab at it.

2. Refurbish my childhood antique fan.

3. Finish my book. I’m not sure why this is taking me so very long, perhaps I’m just not taking enough quite time, but I really want to finish my current read.

4. Continue the purge. I suspect this will be a monthly goal.

5. Make something new. Not knitted. Just make something.

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I do still knit, but the problem is that I am also still lazy, so I often forget to post anything for you. A few shawls for ya.



The past few weeks have included some very special memories and moments for me. They’ve been packed with those personal connections that we each crave. I can be a hermit at times and I often forget how truly rewarding it is to have quality time with those we love.

A dear “old” friend and I were able to “connect” recently on several occasions, carving out some all-too-rare hours to spend together, just the two of us. It’s amazing to me that we connect so quickly and so completely each and every time. Nights of knitting. Thrifting time. Good food. Good conversation. It wasn’t enough. I want more.

Opening our home up to others has been something I wish we did more of. And why don’t we? Recently I hosted some friends for some knitting instruction and I was reminded of how wonderful it is to fill your home with laughter, friends and well, connections.

On Friday, as part of a work project, I got to spend the entire day with a colleague and discuss everything from gardening to politics. And despite the fact we were often on opposite sides of the fence, we got it and we appreciate each other’s views.

Over the weekend, we had another opportunity to share our home and our time with family and friends. More connections, more memories.

This week we’ll be joined by my brother and his children and soon thereafter, the rest of the family, my middle brother, his wife and their two girls will make the trek.

I’ve grown even more appreciative of the face-to-face time we have with those we love. We are blessed, so very blessed. Put away the phones. Put away the computers, look each other in the eye and connect.



We kicked summer off in a number of ways, but perhaps the most important to me is opening up our outdoor spaces and yard. Garden planted. Lights finally hung on the screened in porch.

Much more to do, including some more landscaping; our porch needs painting and I am still making plans for expanding our garden spot.

Summer is full of “plans”, isn’t it? Before us we see road trips, hosting opportunities, music and concerts, farmers’ markets. . . So many plans and so many wonderful days ahead of us.










Sweet May. You passed so quickly. You were so full and fun. I’m excited about June, but I’d love to have another May.

In May we planted our summer garden, and it began to deliver summer’s bounty.

We ventured south, very south for beautiful oceans, time together, historic jaunts and amazing vistas. We rested in hammocks, formulated plans, removed ourselves from the daily grind and found amazing peace.

We celebrated holidays and birthdays. We sat outside and listened to amazing music. We visited with dear friends. We watched too much television. We walked along the riverfront. We listened to inspirational speakers. We opened our own version of a veterinary clinic, caring for aging kitties. We read. We sat on the porch. We welcomed warmer breezes and spring storms.

May, you brought us many memories. . . and helped us welcome summer.