Ahhhhh…..who can argue with this quintessential image of summer…..
Or any of these for that matter, many of these gleaned from my Instagrams of past summers, and all of them, icons of the season: a public splash pad, a tire swing, two of my grandchildren with time in the day to examine bugs, garden art, soft serve ice cream cones, a hammock strung between two trees, the beach, the lake, gorgeous summer flowers in riotous bloom, the inevitable wait for baggage at the airport, a grandson joyously running through the garden hose with abandon and yes, our very own Xavier, representing the dog days of summer!
As a military spouse, change has been the word that best describes my life. My zip code changes ever few years and my Christmas card list gets longer each time the moving van shows up. When things don’t change for a while I get restless.
I’ve lived in Louisiana, on the same base, for almost four years now. I’ve learned what flowers grow and thrive in the summer. I’ve made friendships that have grown roots while I’m still around. I’ve seen businesses break ground and been around to witness them opening their doors.
As a result I have to feed my longing for change with travel.
This was one of my daily walks last week in Louisiana….
This was yesterday’s walk in South Dakota….
For now, I have to be content with this kind of change.