I like to come home from Church and drink water. Lots of very cold, cold water that compliments the beach-blue geometric print on my Mexico dress.Then I go up to the Glow-light room I share with Ladybird and I listen to the coldest music I can find (something instrumental, with lots of space in the melodies) and I lie on my bed.
I could stay there for a long time, probably, but most often I get up after about 15 minutes and clean the room and twist my hair up into a bun where it will do me the least damage (heat-wise). Then I come down here, where the family has probably gathered, and help Mama prepare our Sunday lunch. I'm looking forward to cold watermelon and cold pasta salad, and more cold water.
Why do I love summer so much when it keeps me in here much of the day, relishing what cold things I can find? Probably because it is pure nostalgia for me, and I finally have an excuse for my watermelon addiction.
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Thursday, June 27, 2013
In Comes Summer
I finished my freshmen year approximately 3 weeks ago. This may not have been my opinion for every day of the past school year, but I think that it was my favorite year over all. So much learning and doing and discovering new things! I found that there are some fun new things to enjoy doing, but that many more old things (things at home with family or outside, which I have enjoyed for as long as I can remember) which are even more worthwhile and so very wonderful! And now that I realized this, my summer break is looking far up and out (I'm really not sure if I can see a horizon at all)!
The past week we have been taking care of our neighbors' alpaca. I wake at 6 and stay in my bed for an hour, dreading the thought of getting up. Then I do it and we drive 5 minutes to the farm, and I thoroughly enjoy my time there--the alpaca don't realize what comical creatures they are with their just-shorn fur and their tuneless humming! But I like them that way; you see I have always wanted to hear what llamas humming sounds like. I think it must be similar to this talk of the alpaca.
My morning when we come home is filled up with breakfast and exercise, piano practice and room cleaning, and a quiet half hour reading my Bible, thinking, praying, writing long entries in my journal or just scribbling a random note. After lunch my afternoon usually consists of "one big useful thing and some time outside" as I wrote down on my list of summer goals. Usually the "one big useful thing" is a chore around the house (which I actually enjoy as long as I have good music) or an hour or so gardening. For my time outside I like to walk or nature journal, or watch the little creatures in my bird sanctuary from the vantage point of the climbing tree. When I come in there is a hodge-podge of small, random things to do which fill up what's left of my afternoon.
Of course, this is an idealized day on summer break for me. It's hard for me to make myself be productive when we come home from taking care of the alpaca. I usually worry at least a little about how well I'm practicing piano or the speed of my learning. I spend time mulling over whether I'm spending my time wisely and being productive enough with this short span of no school. But for the most part I just enjoy it, and I know I must be keeping busy enough, for time truly does fly! Soon we'll be off for the family reunion, then me and Ladybird will go home with our cousins for a few days and ride the train back here after that. I looked forward to it all immensely!
The past week we have been taking care of our neighbors' alpaca. I wake at 6 and stay in my bed for an hour, dreading the thought of getting up. Then I do it and we drive 5 minutes to the farm, and I thoroughly enjoy my time there--the alpaca don't realize what comical creatures they are with their just-shorn fur and their tuneless humming! But I like them that way; you see I have always wanted to hear what llamas humming sounds like. I think it must be similar to this talk of the alpaca.
My morning when we come home is filled up with breakfast and exercise, piano practice and room cleaning, and a quiet half hour reading my Bible, thinking, praying, writing long entries in my journal or just scribbling a random note. After lunch my afternoon usually consists of "one big useful thing and some time outside" as I wrote down on my list of summer goals. Usually the "one big useful thing" is a chore around the house (which I actually enjoy as long as I have good music) or an hour or so gardening. For my time outside I like to walk or nature journal, or watch the little creatures in my bird sanctuary from the vantage point of the climbing tree. When I come in there is a hodge-podge of small, random things to do which fill up what's left of my afternoon.
Of course, this is an idealized day on summer break for me. It's hard for me to make myself be productive when we come home from taking care of the alpaca. I usually worry at least a little about how well I'm practicing piano or the speed of my learning. I spend time mulling over whether I'm spending my time wisely and being productive enough with this short span of no school. But for the most part I just enjoy it, and I know I must be keeping busy enough, for time truly does fly! Soon we'll be off for the family reunion, then me and Ladybird will go home with our cousins for a few days and ride the train back here after that. I looked forward to it all immensely!
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