At the beginning of the summer, we found this Cooper's Hawk limping around our yard.
|He was wet. It just wasn't his day.|
Good deed done.
Midsummer, we took the kids on a vacation. Since we hadn't vacationed for many a year, they weren't too picky about the fact that we were six people crammed into a six hundred square foot cabin with the world's smallest shower stall and no internet. Since we had borrowed said cabin from my sister for nothing but the cleaning fee, I wasn't too picky either.
It was near the beach. We were happy.
Then it got hot. Like, really hot. The hottest week of the year hot. We went to the movies and saved the beach for the evenings, because honestly. Hot.
Advantages of going to Maine beaches in the evening: Less sunblock. More stuff to find on the beach. Clams. No sunburn. Sand dollars. And this one time, when we swam where the jetties sheltered the harbor, harbor seals. Harbor seals.
There were a few times we went during the day and there were these amazing tidal pools with more hermit crabs than you could count, which made sunburn worth the risk. (Look, we're pale people. Sunblock only delays the inevitable.)
All in all, very fun. But if we go back, I'll be bringing an air conditioner.
We ended the summer on a down note, when my middle son was diagnosed with mild Asperger's. It was something we kind of already knew, but still sucks to have confirmed. Though now that we have a diagnosis, we can get him the therapies he needs, so it's all to the good.
Plus, the kids are all back in school now, and all the writing and online socializing and writing and reading and writing I missed during the summer can now be accomplished. If I can stop listening to this song.
And this cover.
How did you all spend your summers? What'd I miss?