It has been such a rough few months.
The heat does things to me.
It drains me. Makes me tired and cranky and uninspired. Listless. Unmotivated. Five months is a long time to be in a heat induced funk, people. A very very long time.
Now though… the mercury is dropping (and when I say "dropping" I mean "moving into the low 90s and 80s"). So all that weight and oppression is slowly peeling away.
The best part?
…becoming reacquainted with the woods.
It feels like heaven to walk outside and not feel the furnace blast. We are reveling in our newly rediscovered ability to be outside for more than five minutes. We are drinking DEEPLY after a long, numbing thirst.
A few days ago, we had our first long walk in the woods since I don't even know when, and it was just like coming home. The boys ran around squealing, vibrating, joyous. "Remember this path mama? Remember the old treehouse? Remember that tree with the hole it in?"
It's like riding a bike … this love of the wild things… no matter how long they've been away from their favorite woodsy places, they still remember just exactly how to soak them up. They know where to find bark bug trails, and where the moss and mushrooms grow and where all the best crawly things hide. They know how to BE outside, to really be in it. And we are so grateful to have the chance again.
Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome and hundred times WELCOME, autumn! We have been so looking forward to having you here!
My oldest summed it up best on our walk when he said, "Doesn't it just feel so good to feel good again?"
Oh yes it does.