Soaking Up Summertime
We arrived last night—after Aaron’s 12 day trip to Israel and Palestine, after a flooded basement and the resulting scramble to SAVE THE TOYS, make a repair plan, etc. etc. It always feels like a bit of a push to just get up here, but this year especially did, and we’re thrilled to be here and settled for a while after a very busy spring.
The keywords for the summer for me are words like simplicity, health, rest, family. There are a million different ways to do summer, and sometimes when we’re here we entertain like crazy—lots of houseguests and parties and wagon parades to the beach.
Other summers I’ve worked a lot, making our time here a much-loved change of venue, but not a rest. Last year, my editors came for a few days and we made major progress on Bread & Wine—I’d nurse the baby at home, and then run the couple blocks to the office where my editors had all the drafts spread out, notes and post-its and index cards everywhere.
Every year, we do it a different way, it seems, according to what we need, to what the year has brought, to what our family requires in this season. And this time around, we’re keeping it very simple. Lots of family time, lots of early nights, lots of staying in. Lots of lazy mornings and boat rides and ambling walks to the yacht club, full of familiar faces. You know how much I love summer cooking, and this morning I was so happy to pick up asparagus and cherries and perfectly tiny strawberries at the market.
It’s been a wild spring, one I’m so thankful for—rich with exciting moments and gratifying work. And now it’s time for dates with my husband, snuggles with our boys. It’s time for playing on the beach and reading novels on the porch. It’s time for simplicity, for looking into the faces of the people I love, for listening and praying with great attentiveness. It’s time for a break.
A few tiny housekeeping things: this month I won’t be mailing out bookplates, but I’ll pick that up again in August, so feel free to send your envelopes then.
And I’ll be even slower than usual on emails, because I’m intentionally spending very little time this month on my laptop. We’ve logged some serious hours together in recent months, my laptop and I, and I don’t want to look back on this month and realized I missed it because I couldn’t kick my addiction to being connected.
I promise I will try to keep up on emails about upcoming events—I know that so many of you are in planning mode for the coming year, and I’m really excited about the way my 2013-2014 calendar is shaping up. I’m trying to limit my travel to two trips a month, which is less than I’ve done in previous years, and I think it’s really going to be a great rhythm.
All that to say, even though I’ll be working less this month, between my fantastic assistant Brannon and me, we won’t keep you waiting on event stuff.
And I’ll be posting lots of photos on Instagram—this town and this season are both so beautiful that while I find I have far less to say these days, there is so very much to see.
For Midwesterners like me, these are the days we’ve been waiting for all year long—corn and peaches, flip-flops and pink noses, boats and porches. Let’s soak it up, every bit, every bite. Happy, happy, happy summer.