The Season for Growing Young

So much about the

summertime season

brings out my

inner child.

The thwack! of

a bat when it makes

contact with a

baseball.

The slam of a

wooden screen 

door.

The taste of a

juicy, ripe peach.

The softness of

the morning air

before the day

heats up.

The dit-dit-dit

of the sprinklers.

The joy of watching

a seed become a

seedling.

Bare feet on

cool grass.

Thunderstorms.

Porch swings.

Root beer floats.

I was watching

a video blog a

few weeks ago

and the blogger 

reminded viewers

that when we were

little, we would

proudly announce

that,

I'm six and half,

but soon I will be

seven!

And you were very,

very excited at the

prospect of becoming

older.

She pointed out that

it would be oh-so-cool

if we heard adults

say,

I'm 36 and a half, but

soon I will be 40!

embracing our wisdom

and the prospect of

a new season of life.

That's how I feel about

the summer; it makes

me grow younger, at

least for a few months,

as I celebrate the simple

pleasures that seem to

abound at this time.

It's May 18th,

but soon it

will be July 4th!

I have already warmed

the bleachers at 10 baseball

games, often viewing the 

sun setting below the 

horizon. The lights, the 

cheering, the scent of 

popcorn wafting on the 

breeze, take me back to a 

time when life seemed 

like nothing but a giant

possibility.

What summertime

joys make your 

heart

sing?

Can you feel

yourself,

growing

younger?

xo

Suzanne