It is so pretty in my hollow today. I’ve been sitting on the porch watching multicolored butterflies dance in the field. The cows across the road are enjoying the warm sun. I’ve been pondering what I would like for Mr. Jim and me to do this summer.
I’ve asked the sweet Lord to let us slow down a bit and to truly enjoy the season. Jim usually has a beautiful yard bursting with colorful flowers but he is unable to plant this year. I will get pots of pretty blossoms and enjoy container gardening and hang wave petunia baskets from our shepherd’s crooks. Don’t you love to smell petunias? Ferns belong on a farmhouse porch and I will purchase several of them to grace the banisters.
I want us to go on an old fashion picnic. I want to pack the basket with fried chicken, potato salad and a watermelon. Ants not invited!
I want to go to a concert in the park. We have done this for the last few years and have enjoyed it immensely. Shout out to Balsam Range band.
I want to make many churns of ice cream. So many flavors…so little time. I think I’ll start with fresh strawberry and stuff it in a waffle cone.
I want to have cookouts with neighbors and fix S’mores over an open fire. Our neighbors up the mountain have a lovely spot and the company is excellent.
I want to dangle my feet in a cold mountain stream. Don’t have to go far, lots of them here.
I want to watch the summer night stars and make a wish on the first one to come out. I wish I may…I wish I might.
I want to watch the God made light parade of fireflies in the big field across the way. It rivals all the hoopla of the big theme park a few states down the road. Morgan and Brad will have a front row seat.
I want to sit in our side-by-side rockers and…rock…slowly…holding my husband’s hand. I’ve had almost 45 years of this simple “together time," and I promise it is precious to us. I hope you will give it a try.
Yep, I’ve been pondering about summer. I think I want a taste of days past; a simpler time.
Why don’t you pull up a rocker, grab a glass of sweet tea and join me. There’s plenty of room on the porch and you can ponder to your hearts content. The firefly parade starts at sundown.
I’ll keep you informed on my summer doin's. Do come go home with me and we’ll share recipes, swap stories, and give the sweet Lord praise for His goodness.
Love to you dear readers,