Summer is coming to a close. And, I am obsessed with that fact. Some might push back and remind me that technically we still have 30 days till autumn officially begins. But everyday from this weekend through August I’m going to be thinking of how I can make the most of the remaining days of summer.
I’m reminded of a song by Bryan Adams called the Summer of ’69. There’s a set of lyrics that note:
“the summer of sixty-nine, oh, Man, we were killin’ time, we were young and restless. We needed to unwind I guess nothin’ can last forever, forever, no..”
We had a wonderful summer of travel and connection. And, I’m saddened that it will come to an end. I wanted to give my son the best summer ever. It was a lofty, crazy goal. I tend to set such goals quite often. I like to push myself and make things grand for my son. I want us to reminisce and look back on the summer of ’19.
As I contemplate the end of summer and go through the 1,000s of photographs I took thus far this summer, I realize I’m also going to miss my lizard friends. Everywhere I went this summer, a little lizard creature found me. I assume that’s a sign of good luck. Or I will take it as such. I wonder what my winter animal will be.