Simple summertime solace

It hasn’t really felt like summer.

For the last several years, I worked in elementary education and had summers “off.” That was a familiar rhythm for me. I enjoyed the spaciousness of it.

In my current job, I help run a very-involved summer reading program for children. So most of June and July are actually the busiest work times of the year for me.

And then also this summer, I had Covid for the first time and a couple of other health issues to handle (dermatology, oral surgery).

And, very recently, a dear family member was critically ill.

It’s been a lot.

During these busy (and sometimes difficult) summer weeks, I mostly abandoned the daily routines that bolster me - journaling, exercising, writing.

I’m also disappointed that I didn’t kept up with this newsletter. I haven’t written here for four weeks. I’d hoped to be more consistent.

There’s a tension between pushing ourselves to stay consistent and understanding that maybe we need a break. When is it one, and when is it the other?

I don’t know the answer to that question, although I do know that returning to my writing practice, and other daily rituals and routines, is essential to my wellbeing.

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Because I won’t have a summer vacation or trip of any kind, I’m finding solace in simple backyard pleasures.

And sure it’s there…

Soft breeze, busy bees, a timid bunny passing close by me.

Coneflowers seeking the sun, zinnias scattered all around.

Cherry tomatoes, and some raspberries even, popping red amidst the green.

A historical mystery novel to read with warm sun on my cheeks.

I’ll take it.

I really enjoy the Perveen Mistry series by Sujata Massey.

Thanks for reading.

I do hope to be back here next Sunday.

Gratefully,

Mary