“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Our summer strawberry muddle.
Perhaps spring remains better associated with rebirth, but for me, it’s always been summer. The days are longer; the sun shines brighter; time moves more slowly. So I will, once again, start anew.
I will…treasure the small moments. My sons and I will swim and play and lay around and laugh. My husband and I will sit on the deck with a cocktail to talk about our days. I will read poolside. These are the moments I will bank to carry me through the cold, dark months.
I will…let go of worry. Worry does not serve me well. It’s inactive. I am determined to tackle worry with a head-on strategy of problem-solving when possible and letting go when not. I will not allow that feeling to drag me down.
I will…appreciate the bounty. As we harvest vegetables and herbs from our backyard garden and eat the freshest and best food available, I will give thanks for the many gifts I have been given. I am incredibly blessed and will not pass a single summer day without offering thanks.
Farmer’s Market strawberry heart.
alenaslife 
Lovely.
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Thank you.
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Great post! I’m a summer girl too. I don’t know if it’s b/c I live in Oklahoma and summer is really unavoidable, or if it’s the July b-day. If I could spend the day lounging poolside, I’d be a perfectly happy girl. I’ve got a small garden too. I just noticed today I’ll have ripe tomatoes in a day or two and I”ve been picking basil like nobody’s business! Enjoy your summer, and hit a Cubs game for us who have only minor leagues to watch!
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You caught me. I am, sadly, a Cubs fan. Enjoy the tomatoes. Can’t wait for ours to ripen.
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