What a beautiful weekend. One of my favorite things about this new life of ours is that time doesn’t seem to rush by so fast. When we were living at camp, we would blink, and it would be August.
Living in Niverville makes summer feel about three times as long, in the most positive way imaginable. I am thoroughly enjoying myself. Unless we visit camp. Then I cry. Obviously, my emotions are at war with themselves, and just need a little time to get things sorted out.
This weekend was filled with wonderful things.
We picked flowers:
We worked on our deck:
And we enjoyed some time with people from camp:
The more time we spend here, the more I realize how much “normal life” (whatever that actually is), is a balancing act. How much time do you run around socializing, and how much time do you need to stay home and regroup? Or just do some housework for a change?
At camp, the whole summer was busy, but it was all busy in the same direction – you just give’er till the end of August, and then you collapse a little bit.
Now we have choices, and I am starting to understand how tricky it is to be intentional with time.
So good luck to all of you as you navigate through your wonderful summer in the best way for you and your loved ones.
I’ll be back tomorrow with a special little announcement about my next blog series!