Sweet Summer Bliss

It's early yet. The dry heat of summer held off by remnants of spring and morning fog on the central coast. Memorial Day has past, parade over, and our children are fidgeting in the last of their school days before they bolt out the door yelling joyously, "Summer!" But not quite yet, the clock suddenly slows, stretching out those last few days into minutes that seem to last forever.

Strawberry Lemonade

Come away with me.

It's hot inside 

and there's a breeze on the deck. 

The afternoon sun shimmers in the trees 

and the table is shaded just right.

Come away with me.

As we sit and sip some lemonade.

Come away with me.

As we stop thinking so much 

and let the lightness of the day 

and the chirp of the birds 

replace the noise in our heads 

and the heaviness in our hearts.

Come away with me.

As we sit together 

comfortable in the silences. 

Because, in this moment, 

we feel so connected

words are not necessary.

Come away with me.

As we sit together and just

breathe.

Link

Claire Robinson's Strawberry Lemonade Recipe