Am I running behind? I don't know, maybe so. Some days it feels that way, but I'm letting go of my expectations about what summer days should be; summer days have rhythms of their own. Summer is a season in time for exploring, giving within community, and building our lives with a bit more freedom from school year routines. It's a time to sing, dance, read, or yes, even cry and whine. We've had a few of those days; hormones raging. Alas, this too shall pass.
Summer is a time to help heal another, even if it's not what we expected of these sunny days. It's a time to help mend neighbors fences and get them hot wired, even if yours are not yet running.
Because we build our lives bit by bit, brick by brick, and moment by moment.
Trusting what we hold in the end will radiate beauty.
Then there's me, squirrelling away with the sheep in order to write, in order to create. Silence is a precious commodity around here because building a life is a noisy endeavor.
I remind myself silence is over rated. I can survive without silence. I can, and will. It will be good for me. I can create in a loud space. I simply need be still.
Pictures are from the Terry Lee Wells Discovery Museum in Reno, Nevada. Visiting a dear aunt and uncle recently, we beat the heat by building. I was quite surprised that the Smithsonian Spark!Lab was not the hit of the day, but rather The Shop. It's rare to see kids with real hand tools these days. Let's change that this summer, shall we? Google Maker Camp is a good place to begin. It's a blast!
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