Summer
Summer has always held a magic quality. It is so fleeting and goes by so quickly. Ever since we were children and counted the days until our freedom arrived and we could bask in the warmth of the sun, it held a certain quality of expectation. I have to say, for me, I'm not feeling it this summer. I know, I know, ... you say "but you live in the land of perpetual summer of course you don't feel the change". This is true somewhat. It is mostly always sunny and 80 where I live, but summer was always so much more than the weather. This year my second graduated from high school and is getting ready in a few short weeks to go off to school. My oldest while still maintaining a room here hardly ever inhabits it. My youngest is going into 7th grade (G*d, I am old! When did that happen?) and she is the only one left to count the days until summer with me. The house has become so much quieter. It happens when five become three. I have had to relearn how to cook. No more meals fo...