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Monday, August 17, 2009

There's only one week left.

I really like the air conditioning.

I really like sitting in bed after my family's been asleep for a while, sitting surrounded by sheets and squishy pillows with the air conditioner blowing on me, and it's dark outside and in the room and in the hall and in the entire house. It's nice. I like it.

Me: My favorite season's coming up.
Sarah: Of what? Project Runway?
Me: No--
Sarah: How can you even know your favorite season's coming up if you haven't seen it yet? That doesn't make sense!
Me: I meant fall.
Sarah: . . . we watch too much TV.

I don't want summer to end. Which is strange because fall is the bearer of so many of my favorite things -- the smell of wood smoke and Thanksgiving and school starting and round robins and Rock the Sound and leaves turning and shorter days and corn mazes and the Scituate Art Festival and the climate returning to a bearable temperature -- I like it all a lot, and I can't wait to enjoy it all when it comes. But aside from feeling like it's lasted for two years, this has been a nice summer.

Which is even stranger considering I usually hate summer. But this one, well, it rained a lot. Thanks God, I enjoyed it. I got to see the girls from GCT that I haven't spent nearly enough time with, beaching it up and seeing the beauty that can only be found in New Hampshire and Dunkin Donuts. I got to see Tim before he leaves forever for college, also whereupon I learned how to throw a frisbee, I learned how to catch a frisbee, I learned how to not die from humiliation when failing to do either while playing ultimate frisbee. [Which was my RYLA resolution. Check.] And while my NCFCA fix was limited only to Nationals in South Carolina and FEE seminar in New York, I'm very thankful I haven't seen the sun set on my involvement in NCFCA just yet. I got to reconnect with Igniters, chillaxing during VBS or Youth Works or the Paw Sox game, even just running across the street for ice cream. I got spend time with my family, visiting the loveliest places in Rhode Island that I didn't know existed, and shipping up to Boston for Quincy Market's culinary wonders. I got to go walking with my mom, and did a 5k road race. I worked a little and played a lot, and I kind of, just a little, okay, I like summer now.

For the things I've done and the things I've learned and the mistakes I've made and the stories I've heard and the people I've met and the people I've gotten to know better, thank you, God. Thanks for a lovely summer.

5 comments:

Art said...

I...don't want summer to end, either.

Michael said...

:) This post makes me very happy. While I agree that this summer has been a lovely one, I disgaree with Rebecca...I'm ready for summer to be over. :)

Oh, and when I started reading this post, Rebecca hadn't commented yet, so I thought I was the first to read it *sigh* :P

Lis said...

I didn't read this post. I watched it. And as I watched it, I fell in love with the seasons and time and dreams and love. ( and squishy pillows! Yay for squishy pillows! )It wasn't until a moment ago that I realized I had been mouthing along with "For the things I've done and the things I've learned and the mistakes I've made and the stories I've heard and the people I've met and the people I've gotten to know better, thank you, God. Thanks for giving Haley a lovely summer."

Micah E. said...

This makes me feel something unexplainable. I think I love summer a little, because of this.

(winter ftw though)

Luke said...

I have always wanted summer to go one forever. If I could I would live at the beach.

I hate the fall because it is the prelude to winter, conversely I love spring because it is the prelude to summmer. =0