Do Over


Sometimes the second time around is better than the first. I’m traveling to Scotland for the third time this summer, and I know it will be the best trip yet! This elegant rose is still producing glorious experiences every day, just like me….and you.



A chilly windy sunrise with a hot cup of tea. Not what I expected this July morning, but my heart is happy with the surprise.



imageJust a few lazy days left. They swam and dove and made new friends, I read and gazed at clouds. And then we went home to cook dinner together. It’s been a summer of simple fun and easy days, and I’m going to miss them so.




It was a perfect summer day. We started out letterboxing, and found a hand-carved stamp of Horace Greeley right here in town. “Let’s do one every day!” he chirped from the backseat. So that’s the new plan. The rest of the day was spent letting the creative juices flow. They edited photos for their albums, I painted and sketched, and together we made dinner and cookies. Perfect weather, perfect activities, all evening on the porch. Perfect.




I’m reveling in these cool summer mornings. Seeming unusual after years of blistering hot summers, they refresh every cell with optimism and pleasure. I stand on the patio surrounded by green hope and faithful blossoms. Another day has come for me, and I feel deeply grateful. Peace is mine. It always was.


Old Friends


Out for an evening paddle, I saw this beauty. Old summer cottages, I remember it so well. The musty-sweet scent of last summer that lingers on towels and wicker chair cushions. The lone dish rag still pinned to the porch clothesline. The ancient pepper tin rust-ringed on the unpainted kitchen shelf. We ate lunch from mismatched plates on the porch table, and raced down to the beach dragging a towel behind our skipping feet. My summers were spent at the ocean, and I see that lake cottages hold the same memories: summer shadows, cool mornings, and evenings playing board games on the porch.


Trying New Things


They’ve always wanted to try archery, and experiencing new activities is part of summer at Camp Mimi. It always has. So, yesterday they started down a new path. They dove in and learned a new skill and loved it.

Growing is something we all do, it’s just that kids seem more excited about it than adults. Have a little fun today!



Summer Journey


I told her that her boy was coming!

All  is as it should be. That vacancy at the end of last summer is filled with smiles and hugs and “Can we go to the lake?” I have a smile also, a deep full-bodied smile. Every cell is smiling because the young ones are back in their rooms, back at the dinner table, back on the sofa in the morning with the cat purring on their laps. They are requesting their favorite food, playing their music, hugging the dogs, and laughing at their own jokes. We begin this journey through the hot summer days together with a cool sense of rightness. Yay us!


A Kidney Summer

It’s kidney time again, which means two of the grandkids are here for 8 weeks. It’s a crazy, wild and amazing time for us, so, I like to share a bit. So far, we’ve been creating


Eating ice cream


And hanging out at the beach.



G and I built a teepee


And Sasha’s been keeping the boy’s booster seat warm on the way home from dropping him at circus camp


Apparently she’s discovered the great advantage of being higher too! They love each other


I’ve been working on Scotland plans, and knitting socks!





And drawing facws


I must get a move on with the two-color tank top or it will be too late to wear it!




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