Summertime... and the livin is

easy? Well, not for me so far. I'm working hard, which explains why I haven't blogged in quite a while. Remember when summer meant months of laying around, waiting to hear the out of tune melody of the ice cream truck growing closer and closer? Ah, those were the days. Going to sleep while the sun was still up and not having to worry about any responsibilities until September. How times have changed. I find myself still, after all these years, looking forward to those childhood summers, but they never seem to come. Even when vacation arrives - which is luckily an entire month - there are projects around the house, books to read, plans to make, art to create.

I guess play is something different than it used to be, involves less spontaneity. It's hard to remember to get on my bike, without a plan and just ride, helmetless, wind blowing in my face and just delight in the ride.