Summertime

We have had so much rain over the last month that it seems like Summer has had a tough time getting Spring to move on out.  But summer camps have begun, the sleeping patterns of the kids has changed, and when I look to the Western sky at 9pm I can still notice the fading light of day.  So what if the temps have remained relatively mild?

Seasonally it is a time to encourage the mind to wander.  I’ve been dipping back into my own archives, looking at files and notebooks from a decade ago and trying to reconnect with what I was probing for then.

From a notebook while camping along the Rio Chama in New Mexico in July, 2000:

The thunder speaks : “I – don’t – care – what – you – think/but – I – do – know – what – you – love.” And but for a few sporadic drops of rain each day, the thoughts of the rainy season engender a time of longing.

In more ways then one, I realize how I have stepped into my rainy season…