It's Half Time...

And just like that, the summer is half over...



The first of August and the 'back to school' ads have already been running for a week...


Just give us a minute, will ya?!


Summer flies by as it is, there is no need to make us feel prematurely rushed.

Let us take a second to breathe in the smell of s'mores, rainstorms, and fresh-cut grass. Let us take our time building our sandcastles, riding our bikes, and floating on our floaties in the lake. Just let us take a beat, we need it.

Let us just take a second.


The slow. luxurious sunsets, the outdoor concerts, the bonfires, the waves of a warm lake licking your toes. Let us have a bit more of that before you slap us with the reminders of the inevitable.


I don't know about you, but I'm going to squeeze every bit of sunshine out of the rest of this summer, squeeze it, wring it into a glass, add a bit of ice, a shot of tequila, ok, margaritas, I'm going to make margaritas.


Sorry to write and run, but I have a long weekend to get ready for, so do you. Enjoy!



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May you catch every ray of sunlight, hold it, savor it, capture it, keep it to wrap around you on winter's first cold night.
May you find an endless horizon and a means by which to watch a sunset from beginning to end, witnessing the day melt into the night.

May you avert your eyes, cover your ears, dismiss the ads that want to push you into a season for which you clearly aren't ready.
May you instead, grab every minute of water fights, bubble wars, and holding on to the seat of a first-time biker, still a bit unsteady.

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Until next time...

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