Bed in Summer In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people's feet Still going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day? -Robert Louis Stevenson I have vivid memories as a child going to sleep during daylight hours in our house on Mermaid Blvd. I remember peaking out the window to the street behind our house, as my friends continued to play. Bedtime was early as our Mom, single and working at the time, needed to maintain a schedule for us and her sanity. Nowadays, as a parent, I relish the times we are able to lay in bed, darkness slowly falling unto us as we fall into a deep slumber. Many a nights we are up way past an appropriate bed time, enjoying the company of family, friends, and one another. But as the long summer nights get shorter and shorter with each passing week, so does my patience, and the desire to have some sort of resemblance of a schedule grows. Luckily, we captured many memories in photo this year, as yet another summer has passed without much narrative.
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Cathy
9/15/2017 06:29:19 am
We have had a wonderful summer! Thanks for capturing all the wonderful moments and sharing them! I feel so blessed!!!
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AuthorTraci, a wife, mother of two boys, Special Education teacher, and sole proprietor of Eco Alternatives LLC. Archives
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