I woke up yesterday morning with a vague sense of dread. It’s summer. Don’t get me wrong I love summer, but what in the bleep am I going to do with The Associate. I momentarily dream of a camp that starts as soon as school ends and goes until the first day of school. I don’t really want this but a girl can dream. The loss of my days is a blow especially because I spent a lot of the last days of freedom stupidly spring cleaning instead of making stuff.
This morning I awoke to The Associate screaming “I want to go for a run!!!!,” and just like that its summer.
me- Sooo? Running huh?
me- Are we morning people now?
me- (In an attempt to be supportive) High five! (deep sigh)
A little background is necessary. This Associate of mine is a night owl, some nights she is still playing as we go to sleep at MIDNIGHT! In the good morning (that’s what she used to call the morning) for school I wake her up at least 4 times, eventually dressing her as she lies limp. So, now to clarify, she is a morning person just in time for summer break, which means I am a morning person now. yay.
Bleary eyed I make my coffee and find a perch on the porch to watch my newly hatched marathon runner.
me- No, you can’t have ice cream for breakfast.
As I watch her prance down the path outside our home she becomes distracted by all the cottonwood seeds flying through the air and abruptly stops to collect them (I LOVE SEEDS.) Now this is something I could get into, while she gets her much-needed “run.”
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So far we have collected Columbine, Iris, Delphinium, oregano, cottonwood, dandelion, and oak. Later we will add my collection (see related posts)
As we travel around our yard I am surprised at how many things we can learn from this adventure. I briefly forgive myself for the terror I felt earlier, pour myself another cup of coffee and move on.