{"id":332,"date":"2021-07-21T06:00:00","date_gmt":"2021-07-21T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/myhamperrunnethover.com\/?p=332"},"modified":"2021-07-28T13:56:05","modified_gmt":"2021-07-28T13:56:05","slug":"wednesdays-thought-summers-end-is-near","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/myhamperrunnethover.com\/?p=332","title":{"rendered":"Wednesday&#8217;s thought &#8211; summer&#8217;s end is near."},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It is now mid-July and I can&#8217;t believe how fast the summer has flown by.  I am already receiving emails about the school year and boxes of curriculum have arrived.  I&#8217;m saddened by how fast it has passed.  In my heart I feel this compulsion to hold on and try to cram more summer into our remaining days.  There are so many activities remaining on our Summer Bucket List.  And yet, I know this isn&#8217;t really what we love so much about summer. The activities are fun, but they aren&#8217;t the heartbeat of the summer.  And so, on this day when I want to plan our every minute to cram in as much fun as possible, I stop, take a deep breath, and just try to enjoy all that is happening around me.  The kids are barefoot in the backyard, sweat dripping down their faces, popsicles in hand.  There&#8217;s a pile of wet swim stuff in the hall and some dirty creeking clothes in the van.  There&#8217;s a kid curled up in the hammock reading a book others are playing a game on the porch.  Peaches are on the table and mint tea is on the stove.  I look around, smile, and think of this quote from Anne of Green Gables:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8220;Dear old world&#8217;, she murmured, &#8216;you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I hope you can look around today and think of how lovely it all is, and be glad to be alive in it.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It is now mid-July and I can&#8217;t believe how fast the summer has flown by. I am already receiving emails about the school year and boxes of curriculum have arrived. I&#8217;m saddened by how fast it has passed. In my heart I feel this compulsion to hold on and try to cram more summer into our remaining days. There are so many activities remaining on our Summer Bucket List. And yet, I know this isn&#8217;t really what we love so much about summer. The activities are fun, but they aren&#8217;t the heartbeat of the summer. And so, on this day when I want to plan our every minute to cram in as much fun as possible, I stop, take a deep breath, and just try to enjoy all that is happening around me. The kids are barefoot in the backyard, sweat dripping down their faces, popsicles in hand. There&#8217;s a pile of wet swim stuff in the hall and some dirty creeking clothes in the van. There&#8217;s a kid curled up in the hammock reading a book others are playing a game on the porch. Peaches are on the table and mint tea is on the stove. I look around, smile, and think of this quote from Anne of Green Gables: &#8220;Dear old world&#8217;, she murmured, &#8216;you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.&#8221; L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables. 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