Tuesday, July 1, 2014


When I worked outside my home, I suffered from what I called "Mid-weekend Dread."  It happened about 8:50 on Saturday night when I realized that my weekend was half over. Previous to 8:50, I was happily enjoying my weekend, but as soon as I saw that it was almost nine o'clock, the impending doom of Monday morning set in.

I get that same feeling on July 1st every year. I wake up realizing that May and June are gone so it's a downhill slide right into September. I feel melancholy, that perhaps I wasted those two "summertime" months by not doing "summery" things. Of course it's hard to do summery things when your May looks like this:

That's right. May 11, 2014

So every July first I enter an it'salmostwintersoIhavetohurryanddoeverythingsummerythatIcanpossiblyfitintothemonthofJuly phase.
That officially started today. I wanted to do something summery so I got up early to water the yard.

I sat on the front steps and listened to the sound of irrigation water being sprayed all over my front lawn. It's a soothing sound really, when not accompanied by the loud caw of the neighborhood peacock. 

Sprinklers remind me of my childhood--humid Iowa summers spent dashing barefoot across the lawn, halfheartedly avoiding the sting of the jetted water.  Now, I just sit and watch because I am aware that what looks like nice clean water is actually run-off from the mountain which may or may not contain cow urine. Adulthood spoils things sometimes.

So for my first day of July, I reminisced about more innocent, cleaner, times. Days like this, back in July of 1965:

I know it looks like I am topless, but I assure you, I am not. My one-piece swimsuit was tri-colored in tan, white, and red. My little brother behind me was also tan, white, and red, depending on whether you were looking at his forearms, his belly, or his freckled cheeks.


  1. She's back! I'm on a phone, away from home at the moment, but just wanted to see if you'd posted. So, SO glad you have! I'll pop back when I'm home to comment properly, but till then all I can say is....SNOW!!??

  2. Am away from home, on a phone, but just wanted to say I'm so, so happy you're back! My first comment disappeared but maybe it's in moderation. I'll pop over again when I get home. ~ Janice

  3. Janice! Thanks so much for dropping by! I'm happy to see you, especially since you were one of the driving forces that encouraged me to begin blogging again.

    I moderate all comments before I let them through because even when I don't blog I still get many spam comments a day and most of them are rather naughty, sad to say.

    Don't worry, the snow is all gone now! :)

  4. I'm glad my phone emails from Greece got through! What a difference just seeing my name. I'm sorry my recent entries always have my name and blog name - it looks so spammy - but it's my arch nemesis, google. The only way I can comment on Blogger blogs these days is to use my old google account. Back when I started blogging, there were a couple of Jan's and Janice's in the same community, so I created that one to differentiate. I didn't realise then that there's no way of changing it except by opening a new account. (Maybe that's why it came out different when I was on my smartphone.) I'm going to do an experiment now and see if google will let me choose 'anonymous' from the dropdown box below.

  5. Now I just need to figure out how to do my name only! Fingers crossed!


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