It’s the last Tuesday before school starts next Monday. Tomorrow will be the last Wednesday. And so on. Then, a frenzy of activity and tight schedules will take over the long days of summer.
I find myself lounging about after a morning of work. It’s hot outside. It’s the kind of afternoon to savor the last slow moments we’ll have for a while. We’ll drink iced tea. We’ll watch a show. We’ll snack on plums. Maybe we’ll brush a cat. We might even attempt an afternoon walk. We’ll stay up, wake later, and consider the day. But not for much longer.
Summer ends, as it should.