Summering

The season that once seemed to saunter by is now passing swifter than my memory or my liking. Holding dear to my heart all the memories we made: Maine adventures, picnics, play, kayaks, drive-ins, meteors, moonrise and bats, soda geysers, mud, homegrown blueberries, cacao roasted almonds, brownie brittle and apple galette, turtles, fireflies, toads that sing at night, hummingbirds and one wild rabbit, fireflies, cricket chirps, a blue moon that brought two very special moths, night swimming, pools with slides, our magical ice cream man, summer storms and rainbows that follow, bedtime stories, dawn chorus.