Summer afternoon - summer afternoon;
to me those have always been
the two most beautiful words in the English language.
Then followed that beautiful season... Summer....
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape
Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Be like the flower, turn your face to the sun.
-- Kahlil Gibran
Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.
-- Russel Baker
What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance.
-- Jane Austen
Do what we can, summer will have its flies. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Ah yes, Ralph Waldo, you are so right. And those flies for me are the heat, bored children and, of course, flies. It would be safe to say that I am not my best in the heat. When it gets above 85, I tend to wilt a bit. I am also not a big fan of flying bugs, but then, who is?
As for bored kids, I can't wait until our backyard is done, so I can just release the children every morning and they can play on their own in dirt and grass and air and sunshine. That and afternoons at the town pool should keep everyone happy, and if not, then Berlin's Whimsy has a fantastic post on Summer Activities.