It’s summer! Time to be outdoors, in the sun, swimming, playing, tanning. All of it can be done safely if only people choose to be aware and care. Yeah, I know. Some people just don’t give a hoot. Here we all are still in the midst of a pandemic. We never even got over the so-called first wave, we’ve just been surfing onto higher ones (no pun intended).
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We just cannot make people care. We can’t do it. We can only do our best by doing our part, setting examples for others (you know children are watching all of this) and hope to bring awareness to more people.
If you have a backyard, good for you. Maybe you don’t have a pool but you can get a baby pool. Have silly fun! Splash around with the dog and kids, or partner. Try water hoses, water pistols! Cook out. Go further from home, take a drive to a forest, a park, somewhere out there. Just be ready to be safe around other people. No matter where you go, some idiot is bound to be refusing to wear a mask. Pfft! Get away from them and live your life. Don’t let stupid, uncaring people make your summer a bummer. Be aware and care. Theresa M
Bear splashing in backyard tub on youtube
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To all who have lost their jobs during this covid crisis, hang in there. You can get through this. To those who lost loved ones, we are saddened for your loss. Prayers for all, and hope you find the strength, love and support you need. God bless. 💙🙏💞🕊TM
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To lighten your heart, here is a previous post of mine about summertime memories.
Please enjoy. 😊
Weather - It Is Summer
(prev posted July 15, 2018)
Hot, hazy summer days are here. Some people revel in them, swimming, beaching, cookouts, just being outside. Some dread them, sweating, difficulty breathing, lack of energy. Hard to control that climate!
As a kid I belonged to the first group. Maybe I liked it mostly because school was out. To be outdoors was pleasant. But without shoes or only sandals, ouch! Those sticker burrs were everywhere! I must have removed thousands from my feet. Ah, but the simple pleasures of childhood!
We moved around a lot when I was young. Some places did have big backyards (or maybe they seemed big to little me!) One place had different fruit trees - I remember apple, peach, and what I didn’t know then but do now as pomegranate. (Didn’t like it then, and don’t like it now). There was also a small stretch of trees which I called a jungle. I’d pretend I was on an expedition of sorts. Near there was a rotted-out tree trunk. I dug and dug and made a pit to hide in. Actually the dirt was cool - nice break on a hot summer day.
Another place we lived had a shed with an evergreen tree next to it. I loved climbing the tree to get on top of the shed. I felt like I could see so much around me. But alas, too hot!
Then there was the duplex house across the street from a local park. This backyard had huge trees and we got to have a swing - wow! The simple joys of life - I loved that swing. But going across the street to the park was great fun too. My sisters and I would venture all over the park. There were fountains everywhere. We weren’t supposed to but of course we did splash around in them to cool off. I didn’t like going to the pool, as a bully once dunked me in water - I thought I would drown. Water hoses were more fun!
The park was a respite from life. But not near as wonderful as being out in the country (I wrote about this in “That Tiny Texas Town.”) Freedom to run in the fields, bluebonnets everywhere, tanks (small ponds) to explore, endless gravel roads. And quiet, except for nature - birds, frogs, cicadas, crickets. And beautiful fireflies at night! I find those sounds and sights soothing, unlike the city life noise.
Now I dream. Today the hot, humid days of summer are to be endured. I could turn on the air-conditioner (I do if above 90+) but it’s costly. I do feel fatigued. Plenty of water, fans of course. There were places I worked before that were so dreadfully hot - never did understand why those companies couldn’t get their climate under control.
But at least we can appreciate that seasons change. Fall is my favorite, so there is something to look forward to. All through life we need to have this: Hope, Anticipation. Things change, we adjust our behaviors to accept life as it happens.
At least I can still hear the birds singing, and soon the night will bring the crickets and tree frogs chirping, and fireflies glowing, leaving me feeling peaceful. No matter what the weather.
As a kid I belonged to the first group. Maybe I liked it mostly because school was out. To be outdoors was pleasant. But without shoes or only sandals, ouch! Those sticker burrs were everywhere! I must have removed thousands from my feet. Ah, but the simple pleasures of childhood!
We moved around a lot when I was young. Some places did have big backyards (or maybe they seemed big to little me!) One place had different fruit trees - I remember apple, peach, and what I didn’t know then but do now as pomegranate. (Didn’t like it then, and don’t like it now). There was also a small stretch of trees which I called a jungle. I’d pretend I was on an expedition of sorts. Near there was a rotted-out tree trunk. I dug and dug and made a pit to hide in. Actually the dirt was cool - nice break on a hot summer day.
Another place we lived had a shed with an evergreen tree next to it. I loved climbing the tree to get on top of the shed. I felt like I could see so much around me. But alas, too hot!
Then there was the duplex house across the street from a local park. This backyard had huge trees and we got to have a swing - wow! The simple joys of life - I loved that swing. But going across the street to the park was great fun too. My sisters and I would venture all over the park. There were fountains everywhere. We weren’t supposed to but of course we did splash around in them to cool off. I didn’t like going to the pool, as a bully once dunked me in water - I thought I would drown. Water hoses were more fun!
The park was a respite from life. But not near as wonderful as being out in the country (I wrote about this in “That Tiny Texas Town.”) Freedom to run in the fields, bluebonnets everywhere, tanks (small ponds) to explore, endless gravel roads. And quiet, except for nature - birds, frogs, cicadas, crickets. And beautiful fireflies at night! I find those sounds and sights soothing, unlike the city life noise.
Now I dream. Today the hot, humid days of summer are to be endured. I could turn on the air-conditioner (I do if above 90+) but it’s costly. I do feel fatigued. Plenty of water, fans of course. There were places I worked before that were so dreadfully hot - never did understand why those companies couldn’t get their climate under control.
But at least we can appreciate that seasons change. Fall is my favorite, so there is something to look forward to. All through life we need to have this: Hope, Anticipation. Things change, we adjust our behaviors to accept life as it happens.
At least I can still hear the birds singing, and soon the night will bring the crickets and tree frogs chirping, and fireflies glowing, leaving me feeling peaceful. No matter what the weather.
Theresa M
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