Clinging to summer

The summer is slipping through our fingers.

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When we realized it was almost August, and that we had done very little relaxing, fun summer-y type things with the kids, Sid and I immediately made plans.  Heading off to the John’s River was one of the plans.

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Sid skipped rocks and girls tubed.

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The boys swam, snorkeled and spent considerable time trying to catch very large fish with their bare hands.

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All that water play required some refreshment.

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Then more tubing.

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and snoozing . . . .

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I am so delighted with this picture . . . .a picture of my 10 yo daughter boldly looking the camera in the eye.  My shy little girl who always found eye contact or camera-contact so painful has come a long, long way.

Peace like a river

We escaped a couple of Sundays ago to John’s River.

I have always loved rivers.  As a kid, the most exciting thing in my world was spending a day at the river.

God must love rivers too.  He created Eden with 4.

There is the man in my Eden.

There are no dirty dishes, laundry or lesson plans here in Eden. 

Here, the most important thing I can do is sit and watch, to really see the joyful faces, to feel warm sun on my skin, to squeal when I step into the cool water that has traveled down the mountain, to simply revel in being here and now and alive with the people I love.

We must come back to this.  Again and again.