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Today's thought is:
“Summer afternoon--summer afternoon; to me
those have always been the two most beautiful
words in the English language.”
--Henry James

Low humming sounds and sun-baked hazy days lull
us into the slowed pace of summertimes. When we
were growing up nothing was more magic than
summertime. The hot-sweet-smelling days seemed
to stretch on forever then. Summer was play itself, a
seemingly endless string of months to work off
energy and dream about the possibilities of
everything and anything. Long daylight hours gave
us a world that seemed boundless in its capacity to
soothe and delight.

Children know best how to settle down into the
heart of summer, to let go in deep down ways, to
simply “be” and enjoy.

How long has it been since we sat down with
summer and let her envelop us with smells, sounds,
and memories.? Just sitting still outside on a
summer night, getting reacquainted with the season,
can make us feel like kids again.

Today, let me make the time to relax into a summer
day in the way of childhood.