...when school work starts piling up in the living room.
...when an open piano lid becomes the norm.
...when the kids actually complain about going to the beach,
"Again?!!"
"Again?!!"
...when blankets start piling up on the living room floor and furniture.
...when the shadow on the back porch becomes deeper each day.
"There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven"
And yet I still mourn - just a little - for summer fun, summer book club,
the excitement of the beach every possible day, the relaxed schedule.
All while feeling relief - quite a bit - of starting our fall routine,
having motivators for my children to finish their chores,
no more beach sand in the shower, on the floor or in the van,
reading deliciously delightful books aloud to the children.
Yes, I need the change of season.
the excitement of the beach every possible day, the relaxed schedule.
All while feeling relief - quite a bit - of starting our fall routine,
having motivators for my children to finish their chores,
no more beach sand in the shower, on the floor or in the van,
reading deliciously delightful books aloud to the children.
Yes, I need the change of season.
1 comment:
What a sweet, sweet post, so perfect for my morning. I'm looking forward to the change of season, too; it's been a great summer, but there's something comforting about purposeful routines.
Hugs from an overcast Pacific Northwest; have a great week!
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