The subject line of an email I received at the office Monday gave me pause: “Now that we're in the middle of summer…”
What? Didn't we just start summer? I'm not ready to say that my favorite season is down for the count.
The easy pace around town on a warm July day suits me fine. Dawdling and daydreaming are two skills I particularly excel at. In fact, if they'd offered a GATE program tailored especially for goofs back in the day some of my friends and I were working our way through La Cañada Unified, we'd have vied to be at the head of every class.
Slow and easy, that's the ticket. Don't rush life. Take in the smell of the lighter fluid on a balmy evening and revel in the soft whine of pool equipment as it filters through the floating June bugs. Read a book by the light of the back porch lamp while trying not to notice the skunk moving through the bushes under the kitchen window. Such activities please me greatly.