Ah Summer, How I'll Miss You
The days are getting shorter again. Labor Day is this weekend. Tomorrow is the first day of September.
Summer is officially over, I guess. Sigh.
How did I spend my "summer vacation"? Let me count the ways...
I turned 31 in Honduras, and celebrated by walking around atop Mayan ruins in the town of Copan. Later, off the island of Utila, I snorkeled in the clear blue Caribbean sea. I saw a sea turtle, and I didn't get eaten by a shark. My brother taught me to play poker, and one night he and I stayed up late with a girl from Holland, a girl from England, and a boy from France, playing poker with matchsticks as currency. Another night, there was a pounding rainstorm that shook the hostel where we were staying, and I went to bed that night looking at the bright full moon rising high over dark, violent waves.
Back in California, I went to the beach a couple times. I did a lot of nothing on weekends. As often as possible, I spent time in the sun.
I went to San Francisco, and attended the wedding of a good friend. I visited other friends I haven't seen in awhile, and enjoyed laughing with them and catching up on all their news.
I made appreciable progress on learning a Beethoven sonata, and wrote several articles for the local newspaper.
I went on a few dates, here and there. I did not fall in love, but I thought about it.
I read books, some of which I really liked. Tijuana Straits by Kem Nunn was one of these, and Lying Awake by Mark Salzman was another. There was also Kissing in Manhattan, and various short stories. I got through a big chunk of a novel called The Discovery of Heaven, but I haven't finished it yet.
Sometimes, I'd go for a walk in the evening. I breathed in the scent of roses in the gardens of neighborhood homes.
Yes, on the whole, I'd say I had a pretty good summer.
How about you? What did you do? Don't be shy, please. I want to know.
Summer is officially over, I guess. Sigh.
How did I spend my "summer vacation"? Let me count the ways...
I turned 31 in Honduras, and celebrated by walking around atop Mayan ruins in the town of Copan. Later, off the island of Utila, I snorkeled in the clear blue Caribbean sea. I saw a sea turtle, and I didn't get eaten by a shark. My brother taught me to play poker, and one night he and I stayed up late with a girl from Holland, a girl from England, and a boy from France, playing poker with matchsticks as currency. Another night, there was a pounding rainstorm that shook the hostel where we were staying, and I went to bed that night looking at the bright full moon rising high over dark, violent waves.
Back in California, I went to the beach a couple times. I did a lot of nothing on weekends. As often as possible, I spent time in the sun.
I went to San Francisco, and attended the wedding of a good friend. I visited other friends I haven't seen in awhile, and enjoyed laughing with them and catching up on all their news.
I made appreciable progress on learning a Beethoven sonata, and wrote several articles for the local newspaper.
I went on a few dates, here and there. I did not fall in love, but I thought about it.
I read books, some of which I really liked. Tijuana Straits by Kem Nunn was one of these, and Lying Awake by Mark Salzman was another. There was also Kissing in Manhattan, and various short stories. I got through a big chunk of a novel called The Discovery of Heaven, but I haven't finished it yet.
Sometimes, I'd go for a walk in the evening. I breathed in the scent of roses in the gardens of neighborhood homes.
Yes, on the whole, I'd say I had a pretty good summer.
How about you? What did you do? Don't be shy, please. I want to know.
posted by grackyfrogg @ 7:53 PM
4 Comments:
At 11:27 AM ,
Quesse Lómë said...
You had a beautiful summer. :) I'd tell you about mine, but I think you already know all about it! :)
Hope your weekend is good and relaxing...get some more sun while you still can!
At 12:38 PM ,
Anonymous said...
I picked blueberries and peaches. Got several pedicures. Went to some bar-b-q's, saw fireworks, baseball games, drove my children to fun places and worked for a week at a carnival. (smelled like fried chicken at the end of the week!) Worked (boo) and made reservations to go to the beach in September (yea!)
Aunt B
At 1:01 PM ,
grackyfrogg said...
yes, quesse, i am still jealous of the alaska trip! :) so glad you had the opportunity to do that.
aunt b! i want to go blueberry picking with you again sometime. that was so fun, that day we went with michael... even though it was really hot that day. and then blueberry pancakes! wait, did we have blueberry pancakes, or blueberry something else??? oh well, i don't know, but i had SUCH a good time.
guess we won't be able to go blueberry picking at thanksgiving, huh... pumpkin picking probably would be a bit more of a chore. :P
At 5:01 AM ,
Anonymous said...
It isn't so much of a chore...just really cold. Maybe we could do pumpkin chunkin...it's where you make some kind of device to see who's pumpkin will get tossed the furthest. It's actually an annual event in Delaware right after Halloween. it has become so big they now have corporate sponsors for some of the entrants!
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