I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
I checked “The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats” out from the library this week (my one selection from the ten we are allowed, my hungry little readers had a hard time narrowing their own selections down to only nine) and as I lay in bed last night, sipping hot tea and reading, I rediscovered this little gem. I’ve read this poem before, but reading it now, wow, it just sings to my heart.
I’ve been in a bit of a reflective mood lately. It’s part of why it’s been more quiet around here lately. Sometimes it’s good to take a few steps back from the online world and just let the soul be quiet (just as it’s good to write and write and be inspired by others).
I have also been feeling really wimpy about the heat lately. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I am a native Texan! But seriously, a week of one hundred degree highs has really got me down. I feel tired and sad when I look out the back window at 3pm to see all of my plants hanging their wilty heads in heat exhaustion. After library trips, art projects, early-morning playground runs (which are still sweaty), quiet time with books, letter and number writing practice, short stints of backyard play including slip n slides, pools and popsicles, and yes, finally even resorting to afternoon tv or a movie, my ideas for “cool” entertainment are exhausted and the kids end up destroying one or both of their bedrooms together- that is if I can even convince them to go play together at all.
At the end of each day, the house looks as if a tornado has ripped through. I am trying to enjoy it and go with the flow, but God help me. It’s not even technically summer yet…..
Of course, in between the moments of sweat, boredom and messes there are the moments. I can never forget that they are fleeting and that a summer will surely come some day that my sweeties will be content to sip iced tea and read books all day with me. Then I’ll miss their baby faces, the duties of wrapping “hurt” arms up in doctors bandages (20 times in 20 minutes), or appeasing a request to snuggle and nurse for a few sweet moments.
These are, of course, the moments that pull me through the less fun, 102 degree ones.
:: It’s been at least three weeks since I’ve changed a dirty diaper. One day she just decided that she liked the toilet more than the diapers and she hasn’t looked back since.
those little bruised legs are evidence of how hard she climbs and plays. i am constantly applying arnica salve.
:: We walked down to a field full of wildflowers the other day and snipped a bundle to bring home. We also brought my cheap tripod, which broke, but luckily I caught the camera and we got this one snapshot.
:: Despite the heat, there are still new sunny faces blooming around the yard. Sometimes you just have to bloom where your planted.
:: We picked the first cantaloupe and called it a sweet success. This a new addition to the garden this year and will definitely go in again next.
:: I love making this breakfast for Asher. I hope he never stops requesting it.
:: It’s so hot at the playground, especially if it’s not before 11am. I feel so lame complaining, but after ten minutes I already find myself wishing to go back to an air conditioned location.
:: Hangin with Uncle Kyle for the last time in awhile. He has officially moved to San Diego (lucky!).
Asher always has fun hanging with Lolo and Lola’s pups, Otis and Spud. Otie is such a sweet boy and watching Asher with him almost makes me want to adopt our own pup. Almost.
:: With the amount of watering we have been doing in the garden and using to fill up the little pool (which we empty onto the garden and potted plants via water cans in an effort to conserve), there is almost never a moment that the little space below the water hose is not a mud puddle. It drives me crazy.
but how could you not smile when walking out to such a scene?
:: We enjoyed a quiet weekend of relaxation and sighed a big sigh of looking forward to the end of this busy year Dash has had in command. Only a few months left…
So, now I’m in need of some toughening up, for one, but also some summer entertainment ideas for when we are around home. If you have one, I’d love to hear it!
Hope everyone is staying cool out there- summer is just around the corner.