I have tried at least a million and one times to write a certain post about an upcoming trip to Nicaragua, but it just isn't happening. I want to tell you about how excited I am and scared to death at the same time. And how I love that feeling of being uncomfortable and comfortable at the same time. I want you to know how much I have wanted to return since I was there three years ago. I just can find the words to express the heavy and emotional thoughts swirling around my head and the possibilities that this trip brings. So, until they come to me I'll focus on our transition into summer.
Summer is official now that the boys are out of school. And luckily I have learned that these changes often bring upended schedules, late night bedtimes, naps in the middle of the day, lunches at 2 p.m. and dinners at 8 (or 9). And that it is all ok. We will settle into our summer routine in a week or so. And I will feel more organized, more grounded.
So this past week has brought:
-- veggies from the garden, more zucchini and now Chinese eggplant too
-- the beginning of our summer art classes, getting acquainted with our materials and tools
-- an entire morning devoted to watching okra flowers open right before our eyes
-- a kitchen filled with the smell of gardenias from the neighbor's yard
-- a boatload of silliness
and last night the most wonderful pot luck dinner with friends - pesto chicken on the grill with roasted veggies straight from our garden, a salad from Christine and her girls, my boys favorite chocolate chip cookies in the world from Ambre and her kiddos, and a glass or two of wine while standing barefoot in the back yard. Talking about and missing a few families from our community: Joe and Maggie who are in Nicaragua, Jamie and Lou who are back in the states (welcome back Nebels!) from Guam and Alicia who is tending to family business in Ohio. And strangely, I think of many of my blogging friends who seem like they belong at this gathering just as much as the others. Oh, what fun that would be!
Aaahhhh....I am inhaling deeply as summer begins.