I’m not trying to be Shakespeare with that title, but Friday Filosophy #2015-27 is A Midsummer’s Blog on all of the joys of the season we’re in.
The middle of summer is upon us and I am pleased to bring back a mid-summer’s blog for your consideration. One of the things I truly enjoyed growing up were my summers in the Laurentians north of Montreal. My mother was able to find and purchase an old house, built in 1908, for the family to spend school holidays at every year. My father commuted on Wednesday and the weekends from his “city” job.
As a result of that I grew up on a lake. The country club was a very basic offering. We had swimming, tennis and diving lessons for $5.00/month. The golf course was $16.00 a season for youth under 16 years of age. It was a fantastic opportunity.
So I had two lives: the summer place which was for fun, the city place which was for work.
Here are some thoughts for you on summertime.
Summer means happy times and good sunshine. It means going to the beach, going to Disneyland, having fun.
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching clouds float across the sky is by no means a waste of time.
Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.
Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy. To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds.
In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
Tears are the summer showers to the soul.
Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.
Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the most beautiful words in the English language.
People take pictures of the summer, just in case something thought they had missed it, and to prove that it really existed.
Oh, summer night,
Has a smile of light,
And she sits on a sapphire throne.
I hope you each have taken time this summer to slow down and enjoy. I remember having blood shot eyes most of the time from playing underwater tag with my friend Cliff and seeing rainbows around the sun all the time.
See you in September.
The time is now.