Goodbye Summer

I was born for summer.

I mean seriously made for warm and lazy days.

In summer I wake up at the first ray of sun, no clock necessary, get out of bed smiling and spend my whole day singing songs with little bluebirds dancing on my shoulders.

You may have seen me in a Disney movie once, or twice.

 

When I was eighteen, I left my home in Vermont and moved to Georgia, just to have more summer.

So it's always hard to say goodbye when those big yellow busses start to rove the neighborhood again, signaling the start of alarm clocks and schedules.

Oh, God, I shudder at schedules...

But this year I'm finding it especially hard to say goodbye summer, because this year I had this -

 

The southern coast of Maine.



It was only a short time, but it was enough to renew my spirit, recharge my batteries, and make me hate Kansas just a little bit more.

Sorry Kansas.

 

It was morning walks and laying in the sun. It was salt on my skin and waves kissing my feet. It was this...

It was beautiful seaside shops and happy children.

 

It was beach hair.

 

Need I say more? I think not.

And now? Now I'm back to dry fields and windy weather. A closed up house with less than ambient air conditioning and Netflix addicted children with nothing to go outside for. My eldest daughter summed it up when she said, "People move to Colorado when the like skiing and mountains. They move to Maine when they like outdoors and oceans. They move to Kansas when they like airplanes and nothing."

Sorry again, Kansas.

I don't mean to harsh on my home state. We really do have a lot of nice..... corn. And the sunflowers are not a myth. They do pop up in the strangest places. But then I just look at this...

 

and my heart hurts. I honestly ache for the feel of wet sand beneath my feet.

  And I wonder what in the world brought me to live in a place so far away from the sound of waves.

Oh yeah... airplanes.

Ah, well. I suppose that, just like summer, I wouldn't appreciate it so much if I had it all the time.

Maybe.

I only know that fall is here, the busses are roving, and everything I love about the summer and the shore will be there waiting,

until next time...  

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