Summer is that season of joyful, frenetic energy when our lives seem at their most vibrant. Soaked in the light of long days, we go from scene to scene without the same need for rest we have in other seasons. We are fueled by solar energy, our molecules sped up, expanding in the heat. Work slows down, weekends expand. And every once-empty space brims with abundance: with foods, with sensations, with delight. The pleasures are simple, but all encompassing.
It all goes too fast. But at the end I look back and wonder how it was possible that I did so many things. I seem to have been everywhere at once, on a beach and a farm, a rooftop and a stadium, an island and an opera house. By all measures, it has been a gorgeously full summer.
But it’s not over yet! There’s one more weekend, and I hope you’re making the most of it. My wish for you is that you get to do one wonderful summer thing that you didn’t get to do, perhaps that you put off doing, for the last three months. Maybe you haven’t eaten a fat red tomato, or browsed a yard sale, or put your feet in salty ocean water. Whatever it is, I hope you enjoy every minute!