A Taste Of Summer

Doesn't it seem like summer is flying by? I found myself thinking about how we've lived the months but wondering what we have to show for them. Ever do that? Ever question how it is that you can be so darn busy but then wonder where all your time was spent? I guess in the world of Pinterest where success is measured in projects and shiny end products it's easy to get caught up in all that's completed and checked off the list. These days don't find finished and checked off for me, though. In fact not even one of my {many!} books has found it's end, my garden remained unplanted, and my boys never even saw a swimming lesson. Instead, my Gracie Girl has filled our evenings, our kiddos have filled our free time, and friends and family have filled in any gaps. 

What a summer though. Complete with fingerprints on the back door window, last minute BBQ's, wine under the stars once the sun has set, mowing our GIANT lawn that seemed like a good idea in theory, enjoying mountain rain storms and thunder {OH the thunder!!} and nightly Blue Bell. Tan lines grace our arms, legs, and feet and we have visited the pigs down our hill on more than one occasion. We've {FINALLY} met a neighbor and his beloved dog, Penny, and the boys have made it a daily ritual to greet them on their walk. We've learned how to contain the mice population that thought it could take shelter in our garage, made it a regular event to visit the Moriarty flea market, and know just what to order at the Greenside Cafe on a Saturday morning {chicken fried steak and eggs with a side of red chile, thankyouverymuch!} It's been a sweet summer, full to the brim with air conditioning and our baby pool and just a whole lot of time with people. Not projects. And let me just say, it's been a pretty sweet return.