little everythings
July 23, 2014 § 6 Comments
Paperwork. Little reminders that the reality of a new school year is near. Old friends and new experiences wait on the other side of August, expectations as familiar as the smell of freshly sharpened pencils. School forms and supply lists are tucked stubbornly to the margins of our thoughts to stave off the inevitable and preserve the lingering days of summer for rest and play. Instead we invite excuses to engage adventure and we gather among friends to weigh our summer in shared memories; busy nothings and little everythings.
It is a summer of in-between and endings, new beginnings and familiar favorites. A season of nostalgia and anticipation, procrastination and pleasure.
I believe each summer possess a personality unique to our path. Some are rigid and conform to camp schedules and summer school commitments; other summers have been carved around grand expectations that lead us on more distant excursions from home. This summer has been an eclectic happenstance of travel and rest, education and nonsense.
There is a balance, here and now, of home and away, friendship and family. We loop together around change touching on familiar cornerstones of summer; ice cream and miniature golf, pool days and playdates. Quiet hours of late nights and sleepy mornings, punctuated by the noise of our friends’ voices. Tangled hair and calloused feet have worn a pattern of happy distractions and intentional escapes with a restless urgency. Temptation sticks to our thoughts like the sand that lingers against our skin, scattering the sunshine with messy markers of days squandered with joy as we mold summer memories from wishes and wanderlust.
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Luckily I don’t have to worry about going back to school at least not now. Maybe I will go back to school someday. I have written an article, “Near Death experience” about being in school and on summer break. How I had to adjust to the cold weather even though since it was summer to me (April, May or so) it wasn’t really. http://www.muddywritersblock.wordpress.com for more on the article.
MuddyWritersBlock is a thoughtfully, playful name for such a safe haven of memories. Wishing you all the best as you nestle into your words.
This post is the best description of summer I’ve ever read. I especially loved these:
“…Tangled hair and calloused feet have worn a pattern of happy distractions and intentional escapes with a restless urgency…”
“…busy nothings and little everythings….”
I hope the new school year gets off to a great start.
Thank you, Charles. May your kind words of well wishes create an expectation of happy new beginnings to accompany us this fall.
You are correct; each summer does seem to be quite unique. Weather patterns, travels, circumstances, all different. I’ve noticed from you a tone of introspection too. All good; making hay while the sun shines 🙂
Thank you, Maurice. I think it is in my nature to hold a moment to the light to better capture the faceted corners of my thoughts.