Some people love summer.
You’d think I’d be one of them–after all, I work a school year calendar.
Summer for me is sleeping in, long afternoons, extra time with family and friends.
But truly, I think spring may be my favorite season.
Even here in western Oregon, where much of spring can be gray and wet.
Because even though it is gray and wet, it is also green–and yellow and pink and orange and purple and white.
And there are days of welcome warmth–all the more precious for being something we can’t count on.
We emerge from the cocoons of our homes and enter into the larger world again.
We eat outside…
We go for long walks…
We tend to the public spaces of our home…
The ice cream trucks come out again…
And the farmers’ markets reopen…
And we spend sunny afternoons having sweet treats in sunny spaces…
I always think of spring as a long, wonderful walk toward light.
We are moving, each day, to more and more light–all the way until the day of solstice, when it officially becomes summer.
Which is today. I don’t want to be a glass half-empty kind of person, but I’m always a little sad to see this day come. While there are things I love about the dark months of winter, too, something in me doesn’t appreciate that we are now walking toward it.
So I thought that this morning, I would do some looking back at spring, to savor the gifts of that season and share some things we haven’t shared before.
Season of growth
For both Cane and me, this has been a bit of a rocky season. For both of us, work has been challenging. Some aspects of our relationship–and figuring out how to be a family together–have been challenging. Parenting continues to be challenging. It sure hasn’t been all sunshine and roses. And yet, when I look back, it feels like a hopeful time.
A time of new possibilities and growth.
If you’ve followed our recent painting/stair saga, you know that my kids are making the transition from middle school to high school. In the fall, Ella will be starting middle school.
It has been bittersweet (but mostly sweet) to stop and really look at who our babies are now, today–and see the promise of all they are poised to become.
Kids aren’t the only things blooming around here. Gardening through our first spring in this house has felt a little like Christmas–with the blooming of each flower we didn’t know we had feeling like another present.
It has been wonderful to have constant blooms in the house that have not come from the grocery store.
I write “gardening” like we actually know how to garden (and do!), but we really don’t. However, we took the leap and acted as if gardening is something we know something about. A project we never got around to blogging about is removing an over-grown strip of boxy hedges from the front our house and planting a garden.
Somehow, all the new growth and longer days have us feeling ambitious to tackle all kinds of projects.
The kids are a little frustrated with our process–it’s all feeling a little chaotic to Grace, who likes order and predictability–but we are excited to have so many things in the works right now.
Our family, of course, is our biggest and most important DIY project. While it can be hard to see and appreciate progress there when we’re in the thick of the day-to-day with them…
…looking back over the past season I can see moments of light and progress.
We don’t have anything special planned to mark the solstice.
But I like to think I’ll linger on the deck tonight, noticing the moment when our lantern lights turn on, appreciating our comfortable home, the people who fill it, and the coming months when we can enjoy the things we’ve been anticipating all spring.
Seems only fitting to close a love letter to lovely spring with words from Romeo and Juliet:
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
Until we meet again…
How about you?
What did you most enjoy about the spring?
And what are you looking forward to this summer?