“We cannot stop the winter or the summer from coming. We cannot stop the spring or the fall or make them other than they are. They are gifts from the universe that we cannot refuse. But we can choose what we will contribute to life when each arrives.”
Welcome back! Hope you have all had a wonderful summer. I have missed you, and I have missed blogging for the last long while… Looking forward to catching up. I have a lot to share, and despite of the fact that the months ahead will be very busy for me, it is the season to get back into regular writing. I can hardly believe that we are almost at mid-September, but (I think) I am finally embracing the idea of autumn and its routine (maybe).
July and August of 2015 are now behind us, and when all is said and done, I look back on a special summer. Many out-of-town guests, one road trip to Alberta, a brief stay at the mountains, some time at home, time at the lake. That is the synopsis that describes my summer, but hardly captures it.
It was not a perfect or bump-less summer (literally… I recently suffered a mild concussion. Please don’t worry, though, I am much better already). But there were so many beautiful moments – and I am glad that I remembered to notice.
Northern lights, a big round moon, the stars. Fireworks. Hot days spent swimming in cold water, cool evenings spent by the campfire. Farm fields, trees, birds. Mountain lakes. Laughter, family and friends. Aaaah.
I miss summer already… and I have lots of stories to tell, but I won’t try to relate my whole summer in one post.
Hopefully, some of the experiences and thoughts that I’ve been wanting to share with you will find their way into my blog posts in the months to come. As I’ve heard it said, “In September, we know we’ll welcome summer’s ghost.”