Every spring, when I see flowers begin to bloom, I try to remind myself, “Stop and smell the flowers!” What a common expression, but how true! And once again, I feel as if spring has passed me by (although this year, in our area, the spring weather didn’t last long at all), as I get caught up in the busyness of the end of the school year projects and activities. And the sad part is (especially to my children), we don’t even end our school year! No matter how hard we’ve tried to get everything done, our year always goes into the summer.
- Our co-op is winding down with only one more class day to go. This past year, I took on teaching three classes, which was more of a challenge than I anticipated. It was a good year, but a very busy one. But I have some fun projects to share in the next few weeks.
- The end of co-op also means the end of my high school student’s tougher classes: Chemistry, Algebra II, and Literature.
- Music recitals are finishing up — one down and one to go.
- Volleyball practices are ending with tryouts within the next two weeks.
- End-of-the-year parties and get-togethers are being enjoyed.
And I feel I can begin to take a breath.
And smell those flowers. And pick some, too.
And look at a cicada hiding in a hole in the mud.
And deliver a frog that’s lost its way back to a stream.
And move a turtle out of the road.
And watch a bluebird resting on a fence post.
And pick strawberries and make shortcake.
And enjoy my children.
As the kids get older, we do get busier — busier with studies, activities, friends. So I’m glad its summer — and I’m glad the flowers are still blooming.
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