Thursday, September 2, 2010

Late Summer

Remember last year, when I was all bent out of shape over the winding down of the summer clock? I'm pleased to report that I'm moving along quite swimmingly with Mother Nature and the rest of the world. I've chosen to accept the cycles of the seasons, the progression of life, the natural order of the universe.

I'm like, totally Zen.

Minus the new-ageyness.

Summer, Version 2010.0, you were good to me.

Your days were hot, your night air thick.

You inspired picnics, jaunts, jigs, and yes, days on end where it was too smoldery outside to do anything but stay in and eat watermelon and pretend to disown the very notion of those cooped up winter months where we would rue the day that we didn't spend every hot second in the sun.

You were everything you promised to be, everything they say you are, in the books.

You brought us ice cream. And salsa.

(And what else is there, really?)

I will miss the showy side of you that commands our attention.

I will not miss him.

But Law, I will pine for your blooms. And your veggies.

I think it's ok to miss things. It's good, in fact. It keeps me fixed on the notion that life is never constant. It's always moving, and moving with it keeps the woozies to a minimum.

Very soon, I'll trade in my grey flip-flops, worn down to half of their former selves. I'll pull on my boots and ignore the nagging whisper of a late-summer cold hiding in the back of my throat. I'll relish your t-shirt-and-jeans air and the way your sun seems to change its hue, just a tinge.

I will not pretend that it is sweater season. It is not. I will not make stew or buy mums. Not just yet.

I will ride an imaginary bicycle built for five into your lavender evening light. You are a season all your own, Late Summer.

I'm all yours.

33 comments:

  1. We start school on Tuesday and summer will finally feel like it is ending. We have had such a wonderful summer full of so many friends and fun. We still have a few things to check off our list though...so summer will live on just a bit!

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  2. Seeing your kiddos cooling off makes me think that there should have been a pool somewhere in my summer. But alas, there were none to be found. The closest I got was when the wet laundry blowing in the wind would smack my arms while I was hangin' it on the line. Not quite as fulfilling, but yet strangely refreshing.

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  3. What a great post! My favorite line was - I'm like, totally Zen. Minus the new-ageyness. :)
    I'm w/ you on the flip flops, I'm not ready to give them up yet.

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  4. Thankyou. It is good to have seasons. I am sad to farewell Winter. I loved Autumn. I read with a hint of nostalgia as our Northern hemisphere friends welcome 'Fall'.

    Spring has brought new scents, blossoms and new activities. New food too of course.

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  5. I want an imaginary bicycle built for five!

    p.s. I wear flip flops year round. snow? I have to drive to find it.

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  6. So true, it really is a season all to its own. I love late summer. Bring it!!

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  7. Those Iris's are stunning!! Love this time of year when the days are hot and the nights cool down

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  8. Oh my dear. You can make anything sound like I want to put my arms around it and marry it. Law, yes, you can.

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  9. I agree! I love how you write, it's like poetry!

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  10. Oh my goodness this what a beautiful post about the glorious season of Summer. You are a great writer-- love your sincerity and creativity.

    At the end of August I wrote a post about the end of summer and the transition to fall. I just love the summer and have a hard time saying good bye to it... but when you talk about Late Summer- yes it is true... it is a season of its own. *sigh*

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  11. Sounds like a gorgeous summer! We've had weeks of rain... I feel robbed every september-I really should get used to it and embrace the grey skies!

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  12. what a simply lovely post. Have a fantastic weekend!

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  13. Lovely words. I too, am ready for the fall. I love the orchards and the pumpkin patches. I love riding in the combine, baking bread for harvest meals, and wearing my favorite shabby hooded sweatshirt. But I will miss my porch sitting and my garden. Guess I live in the right place so I get the best of all seasons!
    Random question:: When you cut yourself , do you bleed salsa? haha

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  14. Saying goodbye to summer is bittersweet here. We started school on Wednesday. For the first time, I have all of my kids in school. But, it is hot and feels like summer. Very contradictory. No fall sweaters or change of leaf colors. More like hot and dry and you want to hit the beach. ????

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  15. It felt like late summer on my front porch this morning, but in a few hours it will feel like mid summer still. However, the morning is a good sign the late summer will be here very soon.

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  16. Lovely post! I am ready to make stew and buy mums, but I am not ready to give up my flip-flops. I miss them all winter long.

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  17. I love your writing. You are so unique and creative in your phrasing. You have an amazing gift- I wish I were half as talented as you. I always leave feeling happy and inspired to write! Thank you!

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  18. Gorgeous photos - I will def. miss summer. I do not want it to be fall :( But I am planting mumms....

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  19. Well I'll be..."late summer a season to itself"...hmmmm I like that idea. I'm all for pushing Fall back a bit:)

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  20. Oh I am holding onto summer with everything I have. While I do love fall, that means that soon, Old Man Winter will be here, and I'm not too fond of him.

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  21. Such nice memories of a season. It's nice to be able to capture some of this with words and pictures.

    Chris

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  22. I am craving fall! It was cool and crisp this morning, and I'm just dying for some hot chowders with pumpkins & mums on the porch. Moon Festivals with smores & hot dogs over a fire are calling my name! I'm not much of a humidity girl & I'm ready for it to pass. I hope winter waits quite awhile before we meet it this year! Fall is never long enough for this girl!

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  23. What a sweet post. I've been feeling the same! I'm usually almost in tears with the end of summer. This year, I'm practically excited to get out fall decorations. It's nice.

    Have a great weekend!

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  24. I heart late summer. Here in Geowgia the heat and humidity let up a bit and we can actually play outside again...glorious.

    And s'mores become frequent treats around our firepit...ahhhh....

    Welcome, Late Summer...sit down and stay awhile.

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  25. Shannan, I love when you do these kinds of posts. It reminds me to slow down and pay attention...the changing of the seasons usually has me going "When did it get so COLD?" as if I'm surprised it's chilly in November. This year, I will watch.

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  26. this was a beautiful post to my favorite part of summer, the late part ;-)

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  27. That was beautiful. Thank You

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  28. Sing it! I really can't believe that there are Halloween decorations out in stores already. And... Christmas deco!? They need to give us some time...
    Your kids are adorable, your flowers are beautiful and your towels have butterflies on them! You are blessed:)

    Thank you for that comment over at Emily's place.

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  29. We definitely won't miss the hornworms. I took a picture of one chowing down on our tomatoes. I was so mad I could spit. There were six of those boogers on ONE plant. Nearly ate it to the ground before we caught them and...got rid of them.

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  30. I'm barely ready for summer to end but the thought of cute boots helps! ;)

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  31. Flip flops or cowboy boots - which should it be, Farmgirl? But please don't make me choose between ice cream and salsa. That's a Sophie's choice if I've ever seen one.

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  32. It's amazing how easily a person can grow accustomed to a humid, southern summer. Last summer we roasted and sweated, this summer we wore jeans some days. I have to admit, it was pure bliss to walk out our front door into a cooler, non-humid morning. I'm ready for fall, but I'll take late summer too. ;) In some ways I'll miss these too hot summers and the sound of the cicadas in the trees....too frequently the days pass and make me realize that these are the last of this season will spend before heading home again...

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  33. I've been thinking about what you said about Late Summer being its own season. I thought about it while I picked the Cherokee Trail of Tears black beans, while I picked red raspberries, while I deadheaded my flowers (and then my finger). You are right. Late Summer IS a season in and of itself.

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