Summer Bliss Introducing a Theme




Summer Bliss is Having Time to Cook with Cousins
("Sugar Plum" with "Kimba")

Summer has its own kind of elegance -- in this "Summer Bliss" series, I hope to demonstrate times exquisite, yet simple.    Here I will document stories and images so arresting that readers will want to press them into their own books of memories. 

 I am savoring all the free and extra time we are experiencing this summer. 

Since I worked as the School Nurse this past School Year, I receive the reward of the summer off (kind of). 

I am babysitting and doing other odd jobs such as House Cleaning for a few families now and again, but I still have the thrill of long summer hours on most days. 

Summer Bliss: Paradise Reclaimed

My Bliss is reading in the Garden...  barefooted, swinging on the swing in the backyard watching the children make fairy forts, and sipping Iced Lemonade with fresh mint garnishes. 

 

I find myself acting more like a child in these settings, feeling carefree and relaxed.  I call this feeling "Bliss,"  and my summer is full of it. 


It is in the Summer Season that my hankering for the casual lifestyle is strongest, but I also delight in the pretty. 



 
 


 


My cottage fresh style is never so carefree as in Summer, with fresh flowers straight from the garden, white tablecloths, with white sparkly lights, and candles on the picnic table on the back deck. 





I find it exciting to drift beautifully into well-mannered "rooms" in my garden during the sultry evening hours of summer. 

 

 

 

Of course, there is the Play Room in the middle of the Grassy Knoll of the Back Yard,

 

 

which is always abuzz with crazy activity

Making Little Forts out of the Bushes in the Back Yard

 

Children making forts and decorating them with flowers

This was the front porch including a "Weather Station"



Decorating with Rose of Sharon Blooms

Playing "House"

Picnics in the Sun



Memories are made of this...

 

“Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery that it is. In the boredom and pain of it, no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the Whole and Hidden Heart of your life, because in the last analysis, all moments are Key Moments, and Life itself Is Grace.”

-Frederico Bucherno, 1854