I have been remiss in blogging. Already we are in week three of summer, and it is slipping through my fingers like sand.
We started our art class and have added the first layer:
It doesn't look like much, but there will be many layers on top of this; the point was to get past the blank, white canvas. This didn't take very long, and it was kind of rushed, which is rather astonishing when I consider all of the time I have stretched out before me.
Seems like there is never enough time; however little or much we have to do, these tasks seem to expand themselves to fill up the day. I am always amazed at how much we do during the school year when summer rolls around; seems like we must be superhuman to get all of our daily stuff done (grocery shopping, laundry, cleaning) on top of school things (planning, blogging, resource-gathering, etc) when, during the summer, it is difficult to get the dishwasher emptied after the dishes are done (we have been known to use all of the dishes out of the dishwasher. Makes putting clean dishes away a snap!).
This is hardly a complaint. Summer is time to let your mind wander, to swing in a hammock, to do nothing but watch the lint grow in your navel. Summer means fresh blueberries, swimming, walks up the mountain and antique browsing or movies on the most humid days.
Summer is for lazy contemplation, relaxing and thinking deeply. We are indulging in all of these things. And you?