Summer Impressions

It's about 80 degrees in our backyard at 7:30 p.m. The Irish Rovers playing in the CD player here on the deck. Four children playing in the backyard, three playing soccer, one swinging on his tummy and hopping in his orange car for a quick spin around the patio. Warm air with a slight breeze that seems more like August than May. Water gurgling in the fountain, dinner inside me that we ate out here in the fresh air, my favorite way to eat. Peter and Zarli running around with their bare chests, like little men. Everyone in barefeet. A hot day filled mostly with a yard sale at our house, where we didn't make a ton of money, but for the kids, certainly more money than they usually make in a day. We also took the chickies out to see the grass for the first time. They liked it. The day was hot and tiring but worth it even just for the nice evenign feeling I have now. Now they are playing statues and Zarli is investigating the hose and then running across the yard shouting giberish. I think, I really think, that they are having a happy childhood, and it occurs to me that I am a blessed, fortunate girl whose dreams are coming true. It's not a perfect childhood, after all, they have me for a mother. But I think God has blessed them with pretty much everything they really need, and a lot of things they want as well. That makes me happy. Everything is so green now and is filled with the promise of summer and homegrown veggies and berries.