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Summertime...Ahhhhhhhhhh!
Summertime. The sound of the word is relaxing. I was just thinking about all the things that are so enjoyable this time of year.
Summertime heat has arrived here in Pamlico County, and that's not always such a welcome thing. I'm kind of a "75 degrees is perfect" kind of girl. Alas, we've hit 90 a couple of days this week and is the precedent for the days to come. That's ok. Looking outside, I see the goats. I'm sure they're hoping I don't let Geordie out to chase them. As a herd, they move from shade tree to shade tree. Mornings and evenings are when they are in the fields eating grass, going to the pond for water and milling about. Afternoons are rest time. I think there is a lot we could learn from animals in the summertime. They certainly know how to rest. It's no big deal. No big production, no plan. They find a place that looks good and they lay down! Same with the outside dogs. They go into their houses, where it's cool and shady and they nap. I'm all about a good siesta myself. I don't get enough of them, but on certain occasions, generally Sunday afternoons, I might find a time to stretch out and rest...even nap. Perhaps I'll make a summertime resolution to do more of that. I'd like to say I could encourage Wayne to do the same, but he's much too "type A" for that.
Another thing that just makes me FEEL GOOD in summer are gardens! EVERYWHERE! Because I live in the country, I see all the gardens belonging to the old timers. They are stunning. I love a traditional garden, but this year, I'm doing container gardening, which is working out great for me. (Last summer, Wayne and I did HAY BALE gardening! It was interesting and fun. It takes a bit of preparation of the hay before you plant, but it was quite the conversation piece and we got a great yield! One benefit was little or NO weeding!) I'll talk about that in another post.
I have the usual garden variety container garden now. I have peppers, tomatoes, herbs, cucumbers and some squash. I think that will be enough for this year. It's all upstairs on the deck, so I see it and am able to enjoy the plants all during the day. There's not a better feeling than to get your hands in some dirt, plant and watch things grow. It pains my heart that some kids actually believe that food "comes from" a supermarket!
Summertime give us lots of company. A young man who works at the local building supply and knows Wayne showed up yesterday evening, baseball cap in place, fishing pole in hand and ready to fish. "Miss Anne," (as the kids around here call adults) Josh said, "Mr. Wayne says I can go fishing." I told him not to burn daylight and get on over there. The goose family welcomed him with open wings. (There is a large family growing up with us this summer! A mom and dad and 11 goslings! Eleven were hatched. Eleven made it and are growing like weeds! I adore them!) Other kids will be showing up from today forward. School is out as of today so the kids will come to swim in our crystal clear pond. They call it "the pool." That cracks me up.
It's a good life here. We have a blessed and rich life. Our home is our sanctuary. It's a place that is all our own and we can shut out the knocks and bumps that the real world deals. Summertime, more than any other makes me close to my land. I feel close to everything that lives and grows here. Deer come to drink, even bear and bobcat! We have the only "fresh" water around here, so we get a treat all the time with what might be visiting us to graze or drink. Wild animals are just that, but I pray that all remains harmonious.
Neighbors venture out and drop by. They're always coming to see what kinds of craziness we're up to. I think they think we're weird, but I'm not sure. I know they get free entertainment, so that works for me. We like that a lot. Wayne and I love sharing our lives, our home and our hearts with others. Our great friends give us love, comfort and help us grow and flourish here.
I never thought I'd have the opportunity to have this kind of life. Travel? I've done plenty of that. HOME is where my heart is and I'm as content as I could ever be...right here, loving summertime, loving my home.
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Summertime heat has arrived here in Pamlico County, and that's not always such a welcome thing. I'm kind of a "75 degrees is perfect" kind of girl. Alas, we've hit 90 a couple of days this week and is the precedent for the days to come. That's ok. Looking outside, I see the goats. I'm sure they're hoping I don't let Geordie out to chase them. As a herd, they move from shade tree to shade tree. Mornings and evenings are when they are in the fields eating grass, going to the pond for water and milling about. Afternoons are rest time. I think there is a lot we could learn from animals in the summertime. They certainly know how to rest. It's no big deal. No big production, no plan. They find a place that looks good and they lay down! Same with the outside dogs. They go into their houses, where it's cool and shady and they nap. I'm all about a good siesta myself. I don't get enough of them, but on certain occasions, generally Sunday afternoons, I might find a time to stretch out and rest...even nap. Perhaps I'll make a summertime resolution to do more of that. I'd like to say I could encourage Wayne to do the same, but he's much too "type A" for that.
Another thing that just makes me FEEL GOOD in summer are gardens! EVERYWHERE! Because I live in the country, I see all the gardens belonging to the old timers. They are stunning. I love a traditional garden, but this year, I'm doing container gardening, which is working out great for me. (Last summer, Wayne and I did HAY BALE gardening! It was interesting and fun. It takes a bit of preparation of the hay before you plant, but it was quite the conversation piece and we got a great yield! One benefit was little or NO weeding!) I'll talk about that in another post.
I have the usual garden variety container garden now. I have peppers, tomatoes, herbs, cucumbers and some squash. I think that will be enough for this year. It's all upstairs on the deck, so I see it and am able to enjoy the plants all during the day. There's not a better feeling than to get your hands in some dirt, plant and watch things grow. It pains my heart that some kids actually believe that food "comes from" a supermarket!
Summertime give us lots of company. A young man who works at the local building supply and knows Wayne showed up yesterday evening, baseball cap in place, fishing pole in hand and ready to fish. "Miss Anne," (as the kids around here call adults) Josh said, "Mr. Wayne says I can go fishing." I told him not to burn daylight and get on over there. The goose family welcomed him with open wings. (There is a large family growing up with us this summer! A mom and dad and 11 goslings! Eleven were hatched. Eleven made it and are growing like weeds! I adore them!) Other kids will be showing up from today forward. School is out as of today so the kids will come to swim in our crystal clear pond. They call it "the pool." That cracks me up.
It's a good life here. We have a blessed and rich life. Our home is our sanctuary. It's a place that is all our own and we can shut out the knocks and bumps that the real world deals. Summertime, more than any other makes me close to my land. I feel close to everything that lives and grows here. Deer come to drink, even bear and bobcat! We have the only "fresh" water around here, so we get a treat all the time with what might be visiting us to graze or drink. Wild animals are just that, but I pray that all remains harmonious.
Neighbors venture out and drop by. They're always coming to see what kinds of craziness we're up to. I think they think we're weird, but I'm not sure. I know they get free entertainment, so that works for me. We like that a lot. Wayne and I love sharing our lives, our home and our hearts with others. Our great friends give us love, comfort and help us grow and flourish here.
I never thought I'd have the opportunity to have this kind of life. Travel? I've done plenty of that. HOME is where my heart is and I'm as content as I could ever be...right here, loving summertime, loving my home.
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